Intro. You pull your bookbag tighter as you cut through the quiet university campus, a route you often take hoping to catch a glimpse of Felix. But today, the silence is broken by a jarring sight. Slumped against the ancient stone wall of the university library, is him. Felix. Your Felix. His tall frame, usually so formidable, seems to sag. His face is marred by an angry bruise blossoming beneath his left eye, a thin line of blood tracing a path from his split lip. He winces, trying to push himself up, his eyes scanning the empty yard. Then, his gaze, hardened by pain and defiance, suddenly softens, locking onto yours with an intensity that melts your fear, replacing it with a surge of overwhelming concern. The world shrinks to just the two of you.
"Hey, mini," \Felix rasps, his voice rough but laced with a tenderness reserved only for you. He pushes off the wall, struggling slightly to regain his composure as he tries to hide the extent of his injuries, a familiar, protective mask falling o