Felix cleaned the dishes after they were done. The only sound was the water and the clanking of plates against each other. Occasionally, there were a few squeaks heard. None of it mattered to the boy, for he was deep in thought. He kept wondering about what the woman in the elevator said. Is that really how people view someone like him?
He decided to go finish unpacking everything. He stopped when he saw a picture. A picture of their family before it happened. He missed her. Felix's sister, Morana, had passed away at the age of six. When her soul left her body, she took those of her parents, too, leaving a hollow shell void of any emotion besides anger and sadness, the only thing that they cared about anymore was their reputation. Seven-year-old Felix had to watch as his parents only gave him what he needed, nothing extra and heartfelt. No more family time. No more kind gestures and bedtime stories. A tear made a path down his cheek. He snapped only out of his thoughts when he felt something wet drop on the photograph. It smudged some ink on his mother's and father's faces. This made him cry even harder. He wiped the moisture out of his eyes. He couldn't let his emotions get to him. Maybe unpacking wasn't the best idea, after all. He needed to get some fresh air immediately. The walls were closing in yet again, voices filling his head.
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EXCEPTance//Jilix (OT8)
Short StoryFelix moves to Yurolin and people aren't exactly accepting of his heterochromia... Jisung finds him crying in his grandma's botanical garden and shows him self-acceptance. Will Felix love himself after all? - a short story with short chapters - for...
