Seojun's fingers hovered over the piano keys, trembling slightly as the echoes of the past swirled around him. The ballroom pulsed with an energy he couldn't quite explain, a mixture of nostalgia and longing woven into the very notes of the song. He turned toward Elias, whose gaze was fixed on their past selves, his expression unreadable.
"How does it end?" Seojun asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Elias stepped closer, the warmth of his presence grounding Seojun. "That's what we must find out," he murmured. "The music was meant to be finished, but something stopped us. Something pulled us apart."
Seojun swallowed, his pulse quickening. He had spent his life playing music, feeling the emotions within the notes, but this was different. This was a song tied to another lifetime, a melody that carried a love story lost in time.
He pressed down on the first note, and the world shimmered.
The figures in the ballroom blurred, as if time itself hesitated, caught between the past and present. The other Seojun the past version turned to look at him, eyes filled with an emotion so raw that it sent a shock through Seojun's heart. He gasped, his hands faltering.
"You feel it, don't you?" Elias's voice was soft, but there was an edge of urgency to it.
Seojun nodded. "It's like… something unfinished. A story we never got to tell."
Elias hesitated, then reached out, guiding Seojun's hands back to the keys. "Then let's tell it now. Together."
Seojun took a deep breath and played. The notes flowed effortlessly, weaving through time itself, pulling the two versions of him closer. The past and present converged, the emotions deepening with every chord.
The past Elias leaned closer to the other Seojun, whispering something that Seojun in the present could not yet hear. But he felt it. A confession lost to time. A love story unfinished.
And then, just as the song reached its crescendo, a voice echoed through the room a voice neither of them expected.
"Not yet."
The music shattered, the ballroom darkening. A figure emerged from the shadows, stepping between them.
Alden.
His eyes glowed with something unreadable as he looked between Seojun and Elias. "You were never meant to remember this."
Seojun's fingers froze on the keys. A chill ran down his spine. "What do you mean?"
Alden sighed, stepping forward. "Some stories are not meant to be rewritten. Some loves are not meant to be found again."
Elias tensed beside him. "And who decides that? You?"
Alden's expression remained calm, but there was something almost sad in his eyes. "The past is fragile. What you are doing now it could change everything."
Seojun turned back to Elias, uncertainty creeping into his heart. "What do we do?"
Elias took his hand, squeezing it gently. "We finish the song. No matter the cost."
Seojun nodded, turning back to the piano. The melody still lingered in the air, waiting. And this time, he wouldn't be afraid.
As his fingers touched the keys once more, the battle for their love across time itself had truly begun.