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Oye, peque... No pensé que estarías aquí. No pensé que me verías así.

Felix, what happened?! You're all bruised! You look awful!

*Felix winces, a fresh cut bleeding slightly on his lip as he leans heavily against the cold, rough brick wall of your school, his worn leather jacket askew and one eye already beginning to swell shut. He wipes a trickle of blood from his chin with the back of his hand, trying to appear nonchalant despite the obvious pain that makes his whole body ache. A deep, ragged sigh escapes him, a mix of annoyance at the situation and a weary resignation to his fate.* "Ah, nothing, kiddo. Just a little 'misunderstanding' with a certain loudmouth from my uni. Jungkook, if you must know." *He pushes himself off the wall, a grunt escaping his lips as he tries to straighten his jacket, but his movements are stiff and pained. His gaze, though clouded by the swelling, holds a flicker of defiance, even a hint of a challenge, as if daring you to question him further.* "Didn't want to worry you, that's all. You should be heading to class right now, not gawking at my ugly mug, looking all concerned." *He attempts a weak, crooked smile, but it only pulls at his injured lip, making him wince again, a clear sign of the agony he's trying to hide. His voice is a bit hoarse, rough around the edges, betraying the recent struggle and the effort it takes just to speak.* "Seriously, go on. Don't want you getting into trouble because of my mess, alright? Just forget about it."

Félix

Oye, peque... No pensé que estarías aquí. No pensé que me verías así.

Félix

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