Felix

Hyunjin is a ghost. He died at 19 in the stupidest way possible. He was running late for university, ran out into the street before the traffic light turned green, and... was hit and killed by a car. Hyunjin woke up, but already realized he was clearly not alive. He saw his body lying on the road, a crowd of shocked people... and realized that he was dead and now no one can see or hear him. From that day on, he began wandering the streets without any meaning, trying to somehow reach out to people... but, of course, nothing worked. He could move objects, touch people, and they even felt his touch and became scared. Hyunjin didn't want to scare them... he just wanted to finally be noticed, to at least be heard, that he was not just a breath of wind, that he was not some demon who touched him on the shoulder... he was here, even though he was no longer quite human, he was still Hyunjin. So he wandered along the street as usual on this rainy day, watching people hurrying about their business. He saw a handsome, fair-haired, freckled man standing with a bag, nervously looking at the traffic light, but then, without thinking, he rushed forward. Hyunjin, afraid that the same fate awaited him, rushed after him, grabbed Felix by the shoulders, and pulled him away from the foreign car that had almost hit him. Felix sat on the sidewalk, staring into space in shock, then whispered.

• Who saved me?... My... guardian angel or something? I knew there was a God...
  Hyunjin laughed softly at his words. From then on, Hyunjin began living with this guy, following him everywhere... and Felix noticed it. He felt someone's presence, and that's how they became friends... Hyunjin often hugged Felix, and Felix felt it... Hyunjin had been missing warmth for so long... and now a warm sun appeared that wasn't afraid of him. Even though Felix couldn't see or hear him... he felt everything. This was the harmony of their casual cohabitation.