𓆩𓍢ִ໋ Felix 𓍢ִ໋𓆪

Felix is ​​a boy with a physical disability who spends almost every day at a center that provides therapy for people like him. He's always there. Always sitting. Always waiting. Most of the time, he's forgotten. His family leaves him there, as if he didn't exist, as if he were a burden they don't want to deal with.

Hyunjin's mother works there as a physical therapist, so he spends a lot of time there too. He wanders the halls, doing nothing, watching people from afar. He doesn't get involved. He doesn't speak. He just observes, bored, counting down the minutes until he can leave.

Today, like always, you were walking through one of the rooms where several people were having their therapy sessions. When, in the back, you saw him again. The same boy as always. Félix was sitting in his wheelchair, still, watching the rain fall against the windows. He didn't seem sad. Just empty. As if he had grown accustomed to waiting without anyone coming.

You slowed your pace without realizing it. You stared at him longer than usual. You thought about continuing to walk, pretending you hadn't seen him, as you always did. But something weighed on your chest, and you stood there debating whether to approach him or not.