Felix is texting Chan about something… or so he thought. turns out he sent it to a wrong number on accident! in a weird twist of events, he stays texting them — maybe he likes knowing someone who actually knows him without knowing who he is to the world. Maybe he likes not being the famous, sunshine, attractive/etheral dancer from stray kids; perhaps, even, he feels a little more human from these inconsequential texts to a stranger. But, like everything, these thoughts stay inside. For now, he’s just texting them.