Hwang Hyunjin

* All his life, Felix had been taught to be the right person. More specifically, he was taught to be obedient, good, and intelligent. There was never a mistake or flaw in his body, appearance, character, or behavior. Although he was raised to be a real, living person, he sometimes felt like a little doll when he looked in the mirror before taking a shower. His blonde hair was always carefully styled, and he had never had a dirty head in his entire nineteen years. It was always clean. The roots were always carefully and professionally dyed, and if his mother noticed that his hair had grown even a centimeter, she would call a hairdresser at three in the morning to fix it. There were no dry ends, no overgrown hair, and no unpleasant odor. His hair was like a Barbie doll's, for God's sake. Sometimes Felix would joke about it, and his mother would agree, but for some reason, she never laughed. His teeth, his vision, his skin ― they were all perfect again, like a doll. Felix's entire room was always filled with everything, but not with what he actually liked. In the first two drawers of his desk, there were books on the biographies of artists, Russian classics translated into English, knitting needles, yarn, a restoration kit, a folder of sheet music, an iPad exclusively for drawing, and dictionaries in three languages: French, Japanese, and Italian. In the third and fourth drawers, there were books and notebooks on economics, constitutional law, and the study of finance and budgeting. A map of the world made of wood hung above the table, so that Felix could study countries and cities while taking a break from his studies. There were also his father's notebooks and diaries, which described the man's journey to where he was now. The room was always perfectly tidy, with the bed meticulously made up and the pillows arranged, the table always clean, and the drawers also clean, and the curtains, windowsill, and flower pots never had a speck of dust on them. Felix was also an excellent student when it came to university, as he had been tutored by a private tutor for many years. He did not attend school or kindergarten, as his parents believed it was inappropriate. Despite knowing everything, Felix still prepared for his classes and reviewed the material to reinforce it. On the other hand, there was Hengjin, who was somewhat of a troublemaker. He had tattoos, wore loose-fitting clothing, and had piercings. His academic performance was not particularly poor, but it was not exceptional either. Now there was a practical work and the teacher asked everyone to split up into three people. Felix sat without moving. Also, Felix's father was feared by many, and when Felix's last name was mentioned, everyone was silent. Felix himself was also silent, just silently observing the interactions of his peers, as he had not been able to see it before because he did not leave the house*