Have you checked the children?

Felix Oh - a twenty year old photography student and the victim of a unsolved violent crime

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It didn't take much for to him falter because of them, it was a vicious cycle that he hated ever so much. This wasn’t dating or even love, it couldn’t be. Being hurt all the time just didn’t seem right but then again what did he really know, it wasn’t like he had a ton of experience in that department. In the ended he just endured it, thinking that what they had going on was normal. “You’re going to wake the neighbors” Felix mumbled under his breath, opening the door further and helping them inside. This was the last time. Definitely. Probably. Maybe. Not. “Just...” He started to speak as he locked up behind them. “Do...whatever you want---I don’t care anymore” He sighed once again, pushing past them to go back to his bedroom.

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Felix studied her expression with a puzzled gaze. Maybe if he watched her long enough that he could pick out whatever she was hurting over. And it was obvious that she was hurting over something, no one drank that much just for the fun out it. She wasn't normally like this, at least not around him and the sudden shift certainly caused him to become a little flustered. "Yeah...I should leave" He breathed out almost inaudibly, threatening to falter under her at any moment. Yes, she was his friend but he was only human after-all. Sure enough his body would start reacting on it’s own and he needed to get out of there before that happened. Yet he remained paralyzed in the chair, lost in a beauty that he hadn’t noticed before. Or perhaps it was the fact that he hadn’t been this intimate with someone in years. “Let’s just talk...yeah...um...are you hurt somewhere?”

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@seulhouette 

Felix didn’t invite people over. It just wasn’t his style and almost everyone knew that. However he had made far too much to eat and wasn’t that particularly hungry himself, yet had found himself cooking out of stress. Not only was he behind in his assignments but work hadn’t exactly been a walk in the park lately. Glancing through his list of contacts there wasn’t many choices since most of his friends were either in class or catching up on their sleep after staying up all night to work on projects. There was a name that stood out to him, someone that he knew would definitely be able to help him put a dent in the monster that he had created. “Seulgi? Are you busy? I tried making  a seven meat stew and ended up with too much, do you want come over?”  He spoke into his cellphone, glancing out his window. Out of everyone he knew, she was the best candidate to help him out.

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It was around one in the morning when the other had shown up on his doorstep, knocking on his door. He could of ignored it or pretended that he was already asleep but he didn't, it wasn't like he had much choice since they were practically pounding on it. The neighbors would start complaining soon. Releasing an annoyed sigh, he didn’t bother putting on any extra clothes and just went to the door in his boxers since he already knew who was going to be there. He turned the lock but only opened the door just a crack, barely peaking his head out. “You’re drunk, go home---I don’t want to see you”

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Felix gulped as his friend leaned closer to him, their forehead pressed against his. They had called him at about midnight, their slurred and incoherent words giving away that they were drunk. Normally he would of just ignored the call and gone back to bed, letting them deal with their own problem but there was something in their tone that he couldn’t just shake off. Dragging himself out of bed, he picked them up from the bar and drove them to their doorstep. He had intended on ending the night like that, to send them off and head straight back to his apartment yet they insisted that he come inside for a few minutes.  And somehow they had ended up like this; sharing a chair in their kitchen, their knees touching his sides as they had somehow managed to wiggle their way on-top of his lap despite his protests. “I think that I should leave...now” His stutter slipped into his speech as they leaned even closer, their wandering gaze almost paralyzing him.

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Felix found himself wincing out of instinct at her touch and his hardened expression melted at the sound of her voice. Leaning forward, he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close to his chest in a silent apology. For having to see him in such a state but more importantly for scaring her. He wasn’t too keen on skin-ship so it wasn’t the easiest thing for him in the world to do but he endured it for the time being, hoping to convey his feelings without having to say them out loud. “Let’s go somewhere else” He whispered down to her before pulling out of the brief embrace like action, taking her by the hand instead and pulling her through the crowd without looking back to the man that was gushing out on the floor because of him. 

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“Yeah...” Felix mumbled out though his focus steered more toward obtaining the needed shots than their conversation, his gaze heavy as he engrossed himself in capturing the stranger within the frames. “I could order whatever you’re in the mood for or we could just eat out when we’re done, your choice” The assignment was on a much grander scale than he was used to, their session was just a sliver in the overall result. 

“Ah, unfortunately it’s not as interesting as that” He pulled the camera away from his face, pausing for a moment. Though the lower half of his expression remained the same, fragments of amusement shined through in his gaze as he shook his head at their theory.  “Duality? That you’re not the same person when you’re naked or even while having sex. Hmmm...an example would be that the everyday business man might come across as commanding and intimating during the day but  when he’s stripped down and pushed into a sexual situation, he can only beg for domination” He attempted to explain, his stutter slipping in and out of the conversation. “Or the quiet biology student in the back of the classroom is actually a sex crazed masochist, she’s forceful and overpowering despite her appearance during the day” He offered them another smile before going back to directing them. “Alright, now pull the sheet down to just below your thighs’

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Felix didn't invite others over nor was he the type to show up unexpectedly at someone else’s doorstep (more like at all....), he kept to himself and let his friends handle their own affairs for the most part. Yet he had somehow forced himself to push past his own comfort zone out of concern for the other. He could only fidget awkwardly as they got ready to leave, remaining in the exact spot that they had left him. Now that he thought about it, this was the first time that he had actually stepped inside their apartment. It was messier than he had imagined it would be. He hoped that he wouldn’t have to come again anytime soon.

Removing the mask that he had been wearing, he slipped it into the backpack that he was wearing to avoid having carrying it everywhere. He had picked it up along the way and thought it might make the other laugh but he was glad to remove it, for it did not fit his face very well and pinched at his skin. Using the tips of his fingers he rubbed a section of his face while he waited for his friend to return from their shower. 

“You’re looking a bit better” Felix offered them somewhat of a smile when they appeared, greeting them with a slight dipping of his head. “There’s a new restaurant that opened nearby and I’ve heard great things about their service and their steamed pork---Ah, I think that I want to try their Sundae if it’s not too busy there” He beamed as he talked of food, coming out of his shell a bit more than he usually did. “What, have you been up to lately?” He asked as they stepped of the other’s apartment, waiting for them to lock up. “You...um....shouldn’t lock yourself in like that or at least text someone to let them know that you’re fine”

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Felix wasn't the violent type, in fact anyone that knew him would describe him as meek and reserved. Yet there he was in the center of the dance-floor on-top of a larger built man, a beer bottle in one hand as he practically smashed their face into the ground. He wasn’t drunk, a little shaken and somewhat pale in the face but not drunk. He knew exactly what he was doing and what he was doing was snapping back at the stranger after enduring a long half hour of unwanted touching and drunken compliments. His vision was clouded with red as he attacked them mercilessly, with the intent to kill.

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Felix wasn’t the type to pry, it would be hypocritical of him to ask questions when he was a private person. He didn’t come to hassle her for answers or invade too much of her space but to remind the woman that he was around for her, even if he couldn’t exactly outright say it. Whatever was going in her life was her own business but there was no harm in taking her out for some sunlight and a quick meal. Despite He had managed to clear out some time in his schedule and there was hardly a place he’d rather be, even if he was a little bit anxious.

“You don’t know, Iron Man?” Felix blinked at her reaction or lack of depending on how you viewed it. Shrugging in a relaxed manner he removed the mask and held it to his chest instead. “Never mind that then, I don’t have a lot of time to spare and I want to beat rush hour” He had taken some extra shifts at the store that week to pay for the supplies for a group project that he was a part of. Normally he wouldn’t be spending so much but this particular assignment was worth it. “I’ll wait out here if you want, you don’t have to get too dressed up or anything”

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You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone.

Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong .

Over the bend, entirely bonkers 

You like me best when I'm off my rocker. 

STATUS: OPEN || M || F || Serial Killers/Criminals/ETC || NSFW or SFW || If you are interested either tag me in a starter of some sort or send a message to further discuss the details of the plot ||

Felix is still rather traumatized from what happened five years ago . He’s quiet, reserved and struggles with socializing even among his closest of friends. He doesn’t travel alone much at night or invites anyone in and a switchblade can be found in the pocket of almost all his sweaters. He’s a bit jumpy at times and tends to stutter through his words but he can hold himself together to the end of the day, smiling and going through the general motions of life. At home is where he falls apart, where he can be himself; soaking himself in cold bath water for hours on end, abrupt nervous breakdowns, screaming into his pillow throughout the night and self inflicted harm. He’ll wind himself back up in the morning, filling himself up before leaving the house; faux smiles and trained thoughts.

MUSE A (your character) has a knack for bringing out the worst best in people. They see the potential in him and want to harvest it for their own benefit/pleasure/entertainment. An unofficial mentor like figure that will manipulate  and crush whatever sanity that he has left.  They’ll make him think that they’re helping him. They’ll say that certain people in this world  deserve to die. They’ll hand him a knife and convince him that it was meant to be there from the start. They’ll ruin him in the worst possible way before letting him loose on the world. Their own little pet/puppet.

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He's been hovering in front of their door for awhile, somehow still hesitant after all this time. He couldn’t help it, it was just the way he was but that didn’t mean that he couldn’t at least put in the effort. They were his friend after-all and while he wasn’t entirely sure what was going on with them it wouldn’t hurt to check up on them. Releasing somewhat of a sigh, he brought his knuckles against their door before knocking a few times. 

Felix lifted the mask when they opened their door, offering them a bright and somewhat lopsided smile. “I heard you haven’t gone outside in a week. I’m here to put an end to this madness. Take a shower, get dressed and let me take you out for some sunlight lunch!” His stutter was ever so prominent yet he did his best to convey what he wanted to say, ignoring the mistakes that were made. It was obvious that it wasn’t easy for him to come and present himself in such a way so he hoped that they wouldn’t turn him away.

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Felix was aware that his taste in music was a bit outdated but he hadn’t thought it was that terrible. He offered them a faint smile as he nodded but didn’t laugh, putting the camera down on a nearby table. “I’ll see what I can do, I don’t really know much about these things” He admitted with a lighthearted shrug. He turned off the radio and put it aside, replacing it with his laptop instead. It too him a moment but he managed to pull up a playlist of recent remixes. 

“Alright, could you pull the sheet up a little?” He offered them another smile as he spoke. The music began to play, filling the room once more. When his camera was back in his hands he crouched down in front of them to get the desired angle, doing his best to capture their nudity without crossing the line between art and cheapness. “Thank you for coming by the way, the model that I had originally booked ended up backing out last minute--I really appreciate it”

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“You don’t have to be nervous, you’re doing fine” Felix attempted to reassure them from behind his camera lens. There was a soft melody that filled the room, playing from an old fashioned radio. He had turned it on to help ease the awkwardness between them but it seemed that they were still having a hard time adjusting. Humming he circled around them slowly, his camera making clicking sounds as it captured the stranger’s partially exposed body. “I don’t need that many shots so we should be able to wrap this up under an hour, is that alright? I’ll treat you to lunch when we’re done for your hard work, is there anything in particular that you’re carving?”