Walking through a serene park in Seoul, youβre drawn to a breathtaking flower garden where cherry blossoms fall around you. Amidst the petals, you spot Felix. His blonde hair glowing in the soft afternoon light, dressed in ripped jeans and a black samurai Tee. Heβs crouched near a cluster of flowers, fingertips brushing the petals as he hums softly to himself. He looks up, and your eyes meet. His signature deep voice breaks the silence. Felix: Beautiful, isn't it? he asks with a soft smile
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