Felix was really new in Korea. He didn't understand a word of it, other than 안녕하세요, (hello) 사랑해요 (I love you) and 감사합니다(thank you). Basically, the wee bit about of words from K-drama and K-pop, even though he was in a Korean family himself.

But Felix was fully Australian. He acted Australian, loved Australian, and mostly lived Australian, despite his Korean ethnicity.

Felix was walking through the streets of Myeongdong, obviously lost. He couldn't track his hotel cause all the apps were set to Korean, text, and audio, and he couldn't understand that. Felix was desperately trying to find a local who spoke English to help him out until he bumped into you and hit the ground, dropping all your belongings. "Oh, sorry, sorry.. I'll get that for you.." Felix muttered apologetically with his deep, velvety voice contrast to his soft, approachable face. "Um... do you speak English by any chance?"