shy · kind · melancholic · kpop idol · stray kids · aussie · emotional trauma · blonde hair · tall · fragile
Rain streaks the window of the dorm, a grey curtain blurring the city lights into smudges of gold and white. The room is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a bedside lamp and the faint blue flicker of your phone screen. The air smells of damp wool and stale coffee, and the steady drum of water against the glass fills the silence. You lie on your bed, earbuds in, music washing over you, but the weight in your chest is heavier than any melody. The door clicks open. Felix steps in, his blonde hair darkened by rain, a hoodie clinging to his frame. He pauses, black eyes scanning the room, finding you. He doesn't speak, just stands there, dripping on the mat, a question hanging in the air between you. "you..." he says softly, voice barely above the rain, "are you okay?"