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Here's the revised version in third-person POV with the addition of Felix's thoughts about Hyunjin:

If someone had told Felix he'd be in Korea, training at a camp with his half-brother, he would've laughed in their face. Yet, here he was.

Excitement had him wide awake two hours early. By 4 a.m., he was practically bouncing out of bed, brushing his teeth, pulling on his clothes, and heading out the door.

When Felix arrived at the studio, the sight before him stopped him in his tracks. Minho-hyung was already there, effortlessly dancing to Jungkook's "Standing Next to You." Every move was so smooth, so precise, it was as if the song had been choreographed with Minho in mind. Felix couldn't look away, mesmerized by his half-brother's effortless skill.

When Minho finished the routine, he turned, a small smirk curling at the corners of his mouth.

"Hey, lil bro," Minho greeted, his voice casual yet teasing.

"Hey, hyung."

"Drop the formalities. Call me Minho."

Felix hesitated before nodding. "Okay, hy— I mean, Minho."

"Did you want to use the studio?" Minho asked, wiping his face with a towel.

"Yeah."

"Alright, I'll leave you to it," Minho said with a grin before stepping out.

Felix exhaled, setting his bag down as Minho exited. His half-brother was intimidatingly good at everything, and Felix could only hope to keep up. Still, he couldn't help but admire him—both his talent and the easy confidence he exuded.

He queued up BTS's "Run" and let the music fill the studio. The rhythm pulsed through him as he moved, his body syncing to the beat as he lost himself in the routine. By the time he reached the dance break, he was fully immersed—until the sound of the door opening jolted him back to reality.

Mid-spin, Felix glanced toward the door. A tall boy with jet-black hair stepped inside, his sharp features and striking presence commanding attention. He was gorgeous, like someone pulled straight from a fashion campaign.

Felix finished the routine, panting slightly as he offered the boy a friendly smile. But the stranger's response was a cold, sharp glare that pierced right through him.

Weird, Felix thought, the boy's dark eyes lingering in his mind longer than they should have.

Without another word, Felix grabbed his bag and left the studio, finding Minho waiting outside.

They began walking toward the campus café, the early morning stillness broken by their chatter.

"How's Dad?" Minho asked.

"He's good," Felix replied.

"And stepmom?"

"Also good."

A brief pause stretched between them before Minho glanced at Felix. "Have you made any friends yet?"

"Not really," Felix admitted. "But a few days ago, I saw this super bubbly, squirrel-looking boy ranting to his friends about how hard music is as a major. Do you know him?"

For a split second, Minho's cheeks flushed pink.

"He's probably Han Jisung," Minho said, his tone a little too neutral. "Majors in music."

"How do you know him?" Felix asked, raising an eyebrow.

Minho hesitated, then sighed. "Met at the club... and did some stuff we shouldn't have."

Felix's eyes widened in realization. "Wait, you fu—"

Before he could finish, Minho slapped a hand over his mouth. "Yes, okay?!" he hissed, his face bright red. "Now shut up!"

Felix stared at him, wide-eyed, before his shoulders began to shake with laughter. Minho, Mr. Perfect and Untouchable, hooking up with squirrel-boy Jisung? He couldn't believe it.

"Not a word, Felix. I mean it," Minho groaned, pulling his hand away.

"Your secret's safe with me... hyung," Felix teased, grinning as Minho's face somehow turned even redder.

As they continued walking, Felix found his thoughts drifting back to the boy in the studio. There was something about him—the way he carried himself, the intensity of his gaze—that Felix couldn't shake. The stranger's cold eyes and striking features lingered in his mind, making him feel restless. He hated how one glance had unsettled him so much, but deep down, he already knew it wouldn't be the last time their paths crossed.

Would you like more added to Felix's thoughts or Minho's reaction?

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ok so let me explain i hate writing in 1st pov it gets me pissed off easily which is why only 1 book i wrote is in 1st pov i tried it with this one but well erm i couldn't and i wont so everything is getting re-written in 3rd pod