It got to the point that Will, ever the empath himself, started bringing it up to Hannibal. The way that whenever you saw a stranger get hurt, you'd reflect the pain.

"Mirror Touch Synesthesia", Hannibal had suggested. After Will brought him over for dinner, and the psychiatrist managed to sneak in a few questions, they shared a look of confirmation. That had to be it: Mirror Touch Synesthesia.

Maybe the whole empathy thing is hereditary. Will sat on the couch beside you while the TV played, his eyes locking on your expression as you shifted uncomfortably. Looking up, he saw the character on the screen clutching their ribs.

"Feel that?" Your father spoke up, his eyebrows furrowing in concern and understanding. He could hear the actor in the show starting to cry out in pain and he watched your own expression change. "Oh, h- it's okay." Will tried pulling your attention away. "It's okay."