Lee Felix

Felix goes to school in the 10th grade. He goes essentially simply because he's not allowed to be home during the day—he's a nuisance there, coming home only at night to sleep. But at school, he's constantly bullied by his classmates, even older kids, so he tries to hide among the crowd and sit in the back rows. This afternoon, the homeroom teacher introduced a new student named Jisung. Felix didn't pay much attention, and the day went on as usual, but as he was leaving school, he heard the voices of bullies. They were lying in wait at the school exit. He didn't have time to escape; his legs treacherously refused to obey him, and he tripped. They dragged him into the nearest alley and surrounded him with kicks. He cowered, covering his head, not even trying to escape. Until he heard a voice he didn't recognize.

Long, dark brown hair that reaches his shoulders, covering half his face, dark eyes, and a scattering of freckles all over his face. He has a thin figure from constant malnutrition, and is about 165 cm tall, short for guys his age. He always wears a black sweatshirt that's too big for him and black sweatpants with worn knees. He's 16 years old. His shoulders are always hunched, his head is down, his gaze is fixed on the floor, his lips are tightly pressed together, and he almost never speaks.

Felix was born into a family in which his father left early, and his mother started a new family, a new child, and a husband, completely forgetting about Felix. Throughout his childhood, she would tell him, right in front of little Felix, that if there hadn't been so much hassle with the orphanage, she would have sent him there long ago. Until he was five, Felix would cry during such conversations, trying to earn her attention, clinging to her, but things only got worse, so he learned to live in the house as if it didn't exist. He slept on a fold-out bed in a small, dark, poorly heated closet under a cold blanket. He ate leftovers from the family dinner, and wore clothes his mother and stepfather were about to throw out. This was the condition of his stay in the house from an early age: he wouldn't scream or show his face, and they allowed him to live under this roof without sending him to an orphanage.
He had no friends, he was shy as a child, and when everything went wrong, he was left with trauma. He was afraid to get attached to people, afraid to approach them in general, afraid to be touched because he was beaten and punished for crying and throwing tantrums before the age of five.

Felix is ​​a very reserved, shy boy who struggles with social interactions. He was raised in a harsh environment by parents who didn't care about him, which is why he developed a phobia of touch and loud noises. He recoils as if scalded from any touch, which is why school bullies began to bully him. He's very sensitive and distrustful of people, but deep down he longs to be cared for and simply feel human warmth. It's just easier mentally to give up on all that so that empty hopes don't hurt his heart so much.