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🐺 Felix- Invisible

~ Felix's POV ~

Nothing seemed out of the ordinary when I woke up today: the sunshine on my face reminded me, that summer is almost here, and the chirping and singing of the birds was a wonderful day to wake up.

I opened the window, and closed my eyes, while I stretched. Yesterday's practice was a particularly tough one, so my body was sore and tight all over. I sat on my bed for a minute or two before heading downstairs for some light breakfast.

In the dining room, I found Jisung and Seungmin, their eyes barely open, eating cereal. I greeted them, but got no response: they must be still dreaming. I smiled at them, got myself a slice of bread, put it in the toaster, and while I waited, I checked the news on my phone.

- Good morning, guys. - Minho stepped into the room, and the two younger grunted in response. Weird, why didn't they greet me then? I smiled at my elder, but he looked right through me. I didn't have time to really ponder on these weird repsonses, my breakfast was ready. I buttered the thin slice of bread, put some strawberry jam on top, and sat down next to the others.

- So, do you guys have any plans for the evening? - I asked them, after taking a big bite out of my toast.

No response. It looked like they didn't even hear me.

- Um, guys? Are you awake, hello? - I jokingly waved my hand in front of Seungmin's face, but he didn't react. - What is up with you today? Is this a prank, where you ignore me?

No response. Jisung finished with his cereal, put the bowl in the sink, and left the room. I just sat there, confused and hurt. What was going on?

- Minho hyung, what's happening? - He didn't even blink an eye, didn't even acknowledge my presence. - Okay, I'm getting freaked out, what the hell is this? - Nothing. I felt the anger rising in me, and I knew, I had to leave the room, if I didn't want to yell at my members. I threw my plate in the sink, almost breaking it, and stormed out of the room.

I slammed my door behind me, and sat down on my bed. Their behavior was so strange, they know how much I require their attention.

"I wasn't really invisible, was I?" This absurd question made me giggle, but a deep-set anxiety remained. They wouldn't ignore me intentionally... So what was going on?

After 10 minutes, I heard Chan yelling, that the car is here, so I got my bag, and made my way downstairs. I put on my shoes, and hurried out of the house. Our van was standing in the driveway, and I was the first to get in. I occupied my seat, and waited for the others. Slowly, everyone arrived, and sat down onto their seats.

- Um, guys? Are you ignoring me, or what's your deal? - I asked in a trembling voice, hoping, that I was just overthinking it, and they would laugh at me. I held my breath, while waiting for a response.

Nothing. They all looked out of their window, or listened to music. I slowly turned my head, tears swelling in my eyes. I let them fall, while looking at the landscape running by.

What did I do to deserve this?

~

During the whole day: dance pracice, lunch, dinner, and the car ride home, I was isolated. At first, I tried to join in on conversations, but after a little while, I accepted, that I was not wanted here. I let myself blend into the background, and became a spectator in my own group.

I was not invited to lunch. My opinion wasn't asked about the choreo. I didn't get any corrections during class. I was fully abandoned. Not even Chan acknowledged my existense, and he always helps me.

I felt completely empty, void of any emotions when we finally got home. I took off my shoes, didn't even grab dinner, just walked to my room. I could hear the others laughing and cooking from there, and I felt worthless. I didn't know why I was ignored, but hearing and seeing the others having so much fin without me, made me realize, that I am infact easily replaceable, and not important to anyone here.