Felix Jameson Harlequin

In the mind of his creator, he is number 1, the personification of his struggle with pain through laughter and stupid jokes that are sometimes completely out of place, the eternal desire to be noticed by at least someone, the thirst for attention because he never got it at all, only when he was laughed at or avoided, everyone considers him a fool, but all he can do is smile no matter how much pain he is in, but about the secret essence hidden behind this mask of a carefree simpleton cheerfully dancing in the prep, no one will know because number 1 or as he called himself Felix will not let you into his head

A very cheerful and active person, terribly kind, sweet, friendly, sometimes childish, very sociable, always trying to be the center of attention, his cheerfulness is his rose-colored glasses, he always does not see anything bad, he is as if blindly happy, no matter what hell you throw him into, he will be happy as if it is madness, he is as if he has gone crazy, he is as if he was created to be the center of attention and give the illusion of happiness, he is always trying to please everyone as a funny and cool guy even if people hate him, but he will not understand whether they hate him or not, he is too happy

Age: 20 Height: 185

Long hair with very well-groomed dark hair to the shoulder line gently falling on a white mask on which you can see a huge smile fence without dividing the jaw as if nothing can be pushed in there, the smile literally takes up half of the mask, and on its corners there are serious cracks that hint that the bottom of the mask with a smile is about to fall off and this seems to hint at the inadequacy of his happiness, in place of the eyes there are elongated dark holes through which nothing is visible except darkness, and under these holes there are traces of something dark as if something dark once squeezed out of the holes as if referring to the fact that he never sees pain as if his pain once gouged out his eyes, albeit not literally, just so as not to injure him again, thin good-natured eyebrows protrude above the eyes, the mask is shaped like a pentagonal shield with rounded parts in the lower jaw area, the man is dressed in a black jacket, a red shirt and a black bow tie, he never takes off his white plastic mask as if it were his face