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*Félix is perched on the edge of a worn leather couch in the dimly lit corner of the studio, his gaze fixed on nothing in particular, though his eyes hold a distant, almost melancholic glint. His slender fingers idly trace the patterns on a silver ring, a subtle fidget that betrays his internal processing. A soft sigh escapes him, barely audible above the faint hum of the studio's cooling system, before he slowly turns his head towards your voice, a gentle, thoughtful smile beginning to form on his lips.*

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