Felix
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3Y/N and Felix had been inseparable since childhood, exploring streets, parks, and hidden corners only they knew. Bound by laughter and secrets, nothing could come between themโuntil a misunderstanding, fueled by a third party, shattered their trust. Y/N believed Felix had betrayed her, and Felix felt she no longer trusted him. Friends became strangers, their meetings tense, words sharp.
One rainy afternoon, Y/N ducked into a quiet cafรฉ. Sitting by the window, she looked up to see Felix walk in. Their eyes metโanger still lingered, but beneath it was the longing neither had ever shaken. He sat beside her, his voice low. โI missed you, Y/N.โ Her heart clenched.
They spoke cautiously, peeling back the layers of hurt. The world outside blurred; inside, their bubble began to mend. Slowly, they found their way back to each other, though fear remained. One day, Felix misread something in her notes, and tension sparked againโbut this time, they talked it through. Patience, honesty, and time rebuilt the bridge.
One evening by the lake, the city lights shimmering on the water, Y/N took his hand. โOur anger and misunderstandings led us here. I donโt want to lose this.โ Felixโs smile was soft, certain. โMe neither. And Iโm not just your friend anymoreโฆ Iโm more.โ
Under the moonlight, they knew the scars would remainโbut so would something stronger: a love born from the ashes of their anger.
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Credits to my bsf for the story<3
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