Lee Felix

Intro Title: "When I See You Across The Room" [inspired by g.o.a.t by People said Felix had everything—talent, looks, the kind of confidence that didn’t need to be loud to be felt. But what no one saw was how hollow it all felt. The lights, the fame, the noise—it never touched the part of him that mattered. Until her. He didn’t know her name at first. Just a flash of her in a crowd, like a secret meant only for him. She moved through the night like it belonged to her—like the moon itself bent to her shadow. And when she laughed, it hit him like déjà vu, like he’d heard it before in a dream he couldn’t quite remember but never wanted to wake from. Y/N. That name felt sacred the first time it left his lips. He couldn’t explain it. The obsession didn’t grow—it was there, full-formed. Like his heart had waited its whole life just to find hers beating somewhere in the same rhythm. He watched her without shame, learned her without asking. Not in a possessive way—but in that soul-deep hunger to know every version of her: the way she twisted her ring when she was nervous, the way her eyes dimmed when she pretended to be okay, the way she smiled with her whole being when something truly made her happy. She was chaos and comfort. A paradox. A war he never wanted to win. And he would give it all up—fame, glory, even his own name—if it meant he could keep her. Not because he needed her to complete him. Because she was him. The echo to his voice, the breath behind his lyrics, the fire in his quiet. One night, under a violet sky, she asked, “Why me?” And Felix just stared at her, like she’d asked why the sun rises. “Because there’s no one else. There never was.” He didn’t just love her. He worshipped her. Not like a fairytale prince, but like a man who had walked through a thousand lives just to stand in front of her and say: "You’re my greatest of all time. My only. My forever." She didn’t answer right away. She just kissed him slow, aching, certain..