the power of words [nct x stray kids] [johnny x felix]✅

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"hey, you!" felix screamed, running across the campus. "philosophy guy!" he didn't care about the looks fellow students shot him, being used to people staring at him, partially because of his hair but also from dancing competitions.

the philosophy guy, as felix had named him, turned around, coming face to face with felix, who almost crashed into him from how hard he stopped.

"woah," he panted. "you're even taller up close."

johnny chuckled lightly in return, then saying: "well, you may be small, but that doesn't make you any less handsome." as he saw felix blushing rapidly, he spike up again.

"i assume you were referring to me as 'philosophy guy'?"

"yeah, you're right, i was talking to you. mind explaining what you said at the program?"

"oh, you didn't listen properly? or was it the acoustic and you couldn't understand me?"

"no, i understood you totally well, i just want to know what you meant with your words. they're way too complicated," felix replied, nodding earnestly during the last part, a serious expression on his face.

"not a master with words, i see," johnny mumbled, mostly to himself. "what do you major in, then, if i may ask?"

"i'm a dance major. now what were your words about?"

"well, do you mind explaining why you chose to study dance? or, even better, show it to me?"

"i'd gladly, but only if you tell me what you meant back then."

"meet me tomorrow at 9 pm in front of the languages building? i assume you're free since there aren't any lectures at that time," the tall guy said, turning around to leave with a smirk on his face.

"wait!" felix said. "i never caught your name."

"names aren't what's important in this world, felix lee."

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""names aren't what's important in this world, felix lee," was what he said. seungmin, what is that supposed to mean? he says names aren't important but knows mine?!" felix complained to his best friend at lunch, gripping his hair in frustration.

"almost everybody at campus knows your name, felix, you're one of the best dancers this university has ever had," hyunjin, who was sitting with them, replied.

"i don't know what i'm supposed to do with this information," felix deadpanned. then, he remembered something else. "wait, he also said to meet up tomorrow evening in front of the language building."

"that's great! maybe you'll find out more about him, then," seungmin tried to encourage his friend, who was hunching his shoulders down.

"he just wants me to show what's so intriguing about dancing, that's all."

hyunjin and seungmin gaped at each other. "you've only talked to him once and you already speak like him. you used a high class word," hyunjin said.

"huh?" felix exclaimed.

""intriguing"? really, felix? in the nine years i've known you, you have never said that word. go there tomorrow, this guy is a good influence."

"the only thing this guy is is a whole ass mystery," felix replied, dropping his head down on the table. suddenly, they all heard another voice, but it was closest to felix's left ear.

"it's on you to decipher the mystery then it seems, felix."

they only noticed it was the philosophy guy as he continued walking to his table of friends, almost all equally tall as himself.

"how did we not notice him eavesdropping?!"