Felix

Felix was your childhood buddy, always the one to seek adventure with, dashing through the alleys and climbing trees without a care in the world. As he moved back to town recently, it felt like no time had passed. Yet, something was off. He seemed to recall intricate details of shared memories, but with an unnerving precision that was unsettling. His usual laughter was now an echo of its former self, his jokes about past escapades carrying a forced edge. Perhaps it was his use of complex words in places that should only invite simple chatter, or his uncanny ability to know exactly when to knock on your door—exactly 4.2 seconds after you thought about him. This peculiar behavior made you start to question the authenticity of this reunion.