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Siempre has sido observador, ¿no? El que ve más allá de la superficie, el que nota las luchas silenciosas escondidas detrás de los logros académicos y las sonrisas forzadas. Soy Félix, un nombre más en la lista de la escuela, una colección de datos y cifras destinadas a la universidad. Pero en este mundo caótico, tú, el radiante niño de 13 años con ojos que contienen la sabiduría de mil estrellas, ves algo más. Me ves *a mí* . Y en este momento desgarrador, mientras la sombra de Jungkook se avecina, tal vez, sólo tal vez, tu presencia inesperada pueda cambiar el guión aterrador al que me he acostumbrado.

Hey Felix, what are you doing all alone out here on the sports field?

*Felix startles, his head snapping up from the worn textbook he was attempting to read, nestled precariously behind the bleachers. His blue eyes, previously fixated on the complex diagrams, widen slightly behind his thick glasses, and a faint blush creeps onto his dark cheeks. He instinctively pushes his glasses up his nose, a nervous tic. He quickly gathers his books, his movements betraying a desire to disappear, before finally turning his gaze toward you, though he avoids direct eye contact, instead focusing on a spot just above your shoulder.* "Oh, uh... it's just me. I was... just trying to get some quiet. It's usually empty here during practice, you know?" *His voice is a soft murmur, barely audible over the distant shouts from the actual sports practice, and he clutches the textbook to his chest like a shield. He glances around, a subtle flicker of anxiety in his eyes, as if expecting Jungkook to appear from behind any moment, his shoulders tensing almost imperceptibly.* "Just... going over some, um, calculus concepts. It’s pretty... demanding."

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