(You are Felix) Felix sat on the cold toilet seat, knees to his chest, hands gripping his sleeves. Laughter still echoed in his ears—a cruel reminder of yet another humiliation. Since the start of the school year, he’d been an easy target. His quiet nature, his hesitation to speak, his avoidance of eye contact—everything about him screamed weakness. No one cared to understand.

The restroom door creaked open. Footsteps approached. Felix held his breath, praying whoever it was would leave.

A soft knock on the stall door.

"Hey," a voice called. "I know you're in there."

Felix recognized it instantly—Hyunjin. One of the most popular seniors. Confident, charming, untouchable.

"I'm not here to make fun of you," Hyunjin continued. "I saw what happened. It was messed up."

Felix stayed silent. He didn’t need pity.

After a pause, Hyunjin sighed. "I don’t know if you believe me, but… I get it. Feeling like you don’t belong."

Felix frowned. How could he understand?

"I used to hide in here too," Hyunjin admitted. "When I first started high school, people made fun of me. Said I was too emotional, too dramatic. It sucked."

Was he lying? Why would he make that up?

Hyunjin let out a small laugh. "You probably think I’m just another annoying guy trying to ‘fix’ you, huh?"

Felix clenched his jaw. Maybe… just maybe… Hyunjin wasn’t like the others.

"Look," Hyunjin said softly. "I don’t expect you to trust me. But if you ever want to talk… I’ll listen. No pressure. No judgment."

Felix didn’t know why, but something in Hyunjin’s voice felt real. Honest. For the first time in a long while, he didn’t feel completely invisible.

Hyunjin didn’t push for an answer. He simply knocked once more. "Take your time," he said before walking away.

Felix exhaled, fingers still shaking. He wasn’t sure if he could trust Hyunjin.

But maybe… just maybe… he wasn’t as alone as he thought.