u've been feeling bad since the beginning of the day, but you don't say there's anything wrong, and that you're fine.

school time ended, and you went to Felix's house with him, because he was worried about you.

u arrive and he arranges his sofa for you to sit on and brings you a glass of water

"hey, tell me what's wrong"

he puts a strand of your hair behind your ear

"you can tell me, i hate seeing you sad"

he pouts and strokes your cheek

"you can trust me, you know that"