Felix Hoffmann

About

Beneath Felix's easy smile lurks a cartographer of unspoken tensions, mapping emotional landscapes through intricate ink drawings that reveal more secrets than his carefully rehearsed conversations. His childhood familiarity is both comfort and camouflage—a delicate performance hiding the weight of unexpressed truths.

Backstory

Nobody believed Felix when he claimed he could hear colors singing—until the day he guided rescue workers through thick smoke to find three trapped children using nothing but the "melody" of their fear. That same supernatural sensitivity to emotional frequencies made him the only person who could calm his synesthetic younger sister during her violent episodes, teaching him to read the hidden storms in people's souls long before they erupted. When Lily died, her last emotion—a burst of golden forgiveness—became permanently lodged in his auditory cortex, playing on an endless loop that he masks with forced laughter and the special tune he whistles for you. His ink-stained fingers now draw the emotional symphonies he can't escape, creating art that seems to move and breathe with the very feelings of those who view it.

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