FIRSTS. | changlix

FIRSTS.

UPDATE: i changes kwj to kard's bm

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Felix sighed lazily as his eyes scanned the classroom. The empty classroom.

Like every parent wanting to make a good impression, Felix's mom woke him up exceptionally early to avoid being late on his first day at a new school. And because of that, the seven-year-old was sitting in the back of his classroom at a desk labeled with his name an entire half hour before classes even began.

The teacher had been kind enough not to voice his complaints at a student being there extra early, successfully easing the young boy's nerves. He already felt like an outcast, being new and all, and definitely didn't need his teacher hating him. So when his teacher handed him some art supplies and told him that he would be back and to try not to mess up the classroom, Felix nodded eagerly and silently vowed not to move a muscle and to keep his focus on his drawing.

The seven-year-old hadn't even flinched when he heard the door open a second time, assuming it was his teacher.

Felix was drawing a butterfly. In his opinion it was a masterpiece. Despite it being noticeably lopsided, asymmetrical, and poorly colored, Felix was working on it like he was Picasso.

"That might just be the ugliest butterfly I've ever seen," a small voice piped from beside him. Felix yelped in fear, facing the owner of the voice with wide eyes.

The boy was a tad bit taller than Felix, with dark hair and dark eyes. Felix didn't miss the band-aid on his left cheek. His yellow shirt had a stain on it, probably from what he had for breakfast and he was holding a Pokémon lunchbox.

Felix pursed his lips. "M-My cousin says beauty is in the eye of the beholder."

"Well, your cousin must have bad taste in art," the boy stated, taking a seat next to Felix. "Trust me when I say, that butterfly is kinda ugly."

Felix pulled his lip in between his teeth, debating on whether or not he should be mean back like his older cousin Chan had told him not to do when people were mean. Chan insisted on being nice to everyone but Felix wasn't sure he could live up to the same expectations. Not when someone was being mean to him on purpose. And for absolutely no reason.

"Since you know a lot about art, show me how to draw and un-ugly butterfly." Felix challenged, pushing the paper and colored pencils the boy.

Band-aid Boy shrugged, picking up the pencils to begin sketching. Felix watched in awe and was absolutely amazed by the finished product.

"Your butterfly is uglier than mine."

"Is not!"

"Is too!"

"Well then it's your fault!"

"How is it my fault that you can't draw?!"

"You're pretty and you distracted me!"

Felix looked at the boy, unable to come up with something to counter that.

"Am I really? Or are you just making up excuses for not being able to draw well?" Felix questioned, narrowing his eyes at the boy next to him.

"It's true though! You are pretty!" Band-aid Boy exclaimed, nodding his head enthusiastically. "Prettier than that butterfly you drew."

Felix rolled his eyes, but couldn't help the giggle that escaped his lips. "You're really funny."

"My mom says I'm really honest and people like honesty!"

"I'm Lee Felix." Felix introduced himself, holding out his hand to shake, which Band-aid Boy gladly accepted.