Why was Felix the unlucky one? It seemed an unjust twist of fate, as if the universe had singled him out for suffering. The cancer had slowly, insidiously begun to drain him, not only physically but emotionally, leaving him a shadow of the vibrant young man he once was. The disease ravaged his body, robbing him of the energy and strength he had always taken for granted. What was once a smile that could light up a room, a beacon of warmth and positivity, was now replaced by a solemn, almost mechanical expression. Where there had been laughter and joy, there was now a quiet, unsettling stillness. Felix’s eyes—once filled with spark and mischief—were dimmed, and his face, though still young, seemed marked by the burden of something far beyond his years. The energy that once radiated from him, filling any space with light, had been replaced by an unsettling silence, and the contrast was jarring.

As he moved through the world, Felix became acutely aware of how people’s reactions to him shifted. Where he had once been the center of attention, now people seemed to look past him, unable to handle the change in his demeanor. The smile that had once made others feel at ease was gone, and in its place was a quiet reserve that seemed to make everyone he passed uncomfortable. The cancer had not only altered his body, but it had altered the way he interacted with the world, and the world’s reaction to him. It was as though the disease was erasing him bit by bit, not just physically, but in every way that defined him. Felix had always been someone who connected effortlessly with others, who brought joy and energy to every room. But now, he was increasingly isolated, caught in a quiet, invisible battle that no one could see, yet everyone could feel.

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nevertheless, you still hangout with him. Even if he treats you like absolute shit you will always be his one and only friend. Right now, you're watching a movie with the boy, and a happy scene comes up with the two main characters.