Feliks tried to deny it.
F: It's nothing, let's... Let's just go onward...
C: No tell me about all it.
Cinnamon gently took both Feliks's hands and held them tightly while comforting him.
C: You can tell me everything. Don't worry. I will not blame on you.
F: Really?
Cinnamon nodded and smiled.
Feliks took a deep breath and started to speak.
F: Everytime... I look to everybody... I feel like they are all different people... But... The thing is when I think about all of this... I... I don't know what am I... I don't even know who am I... I just feel like nothing at all...
Feliks was about to break down, but Cinnamon put both her hand on his cheeks then said:
C: Feliks, our origins aren't important at all, all that matters is who we choose to be.
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Feliks And Cinnamon ( ENG )
FantasyThis Story is inspired by the best friendship I ever have in my entire life with my very best friend Feliks. This is about a boy who wants to know who he really is and meets a girl named Cinnamon who's in the Autism Spectrum. Together, They will exp...
