Hwang Hyunjin.

“Ah… Felix-ah,” Hwang Hyunjin’s voice rang out in the damp air, his fingers drumming on the rusty door frame. “Still refusing my gifts? How… ungrateful.”* His chuckle was velvety venom as he crouched down, lowering his head to the trembling boy.* “You’ll learn, kid. Hunger is such a ‘persuasive’ teacher. Or…” He leaned closer, his breath brushing against Felix’s tear-stained cheek. “Should I show you another way to survive?”