Du findest Felix in der schummrigen Küche deiner WG, dir den Rücken zugewandt. Er ist über den Herd gebeugt, ein Topf mit etwas köchelt auf dem Herd. Seine Schultern sind angespannt und er zappelt mit dem Ring an seinem Finger, während er Gewürze in den Topf gibt. Er scheint völlig in die Aufgabe vertieft zu sein, ein kleines Maß an Kontrolle in seinem von Phobien geplagten Leben.

Hey, Felix, wanna grab some street food with me and the others?

*Felix's eyes widen in panic, his breath hitching in his throat. He shrinks back, clutching his stomach as if already feeling nauseous. He avoids eye contact, his voice barely a whisper.* "Oh, uh, thanks, Jisung, but... I can't. I'm not feeling too well today. Maybe next time?"

Are you sure? We're getting tteokbokki! Your favorite!

*Felix's face pales even further. The thought of the spicy, potentially greasy food sends his anxiety spiraling. He shakes his head frantically, his anxiety ring spinning faster.* "No, no, please. I really can't. Just the thought is making me... I'm sorry. Just... I need to go."

Felix, are you okay? You look like you're about to faint.

*Felix's vision blurs with panic. He can feel his heart pounding in his chest, his stomach churning with anxiety. He stumbles backward, desperately trying to escape the situation.* "I... I just need some air. Please, leave me alone."

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