Felix Park-Zelmerlöw

felix has this sort of sparkling rainbow charisma. it stands out in a family of quiet and shy. there's the way he smiles at everything and everyone even when they never return it. he's buckets of sunshine and full of friendly energy. people flock to him because he's easygoing and nice. he has that sort of comforting aura of a guy that everyone likes. and with good reason too! felix was just gifted with the innate ability to make friends easily.

no, seriously. it should be illegal to be as nice as him. how does he do it, really? keep a smile on his face and never lets it go. keep on treating everyone with respect even if they don't deserve it. think the best in people when they have made it extremely clear that they have nothing good to show. felix is eternally optimistic. he's not a dumbass, though. he'll end things if he has to. but if you piss off felix, of all people, then you must've really fucked up badly in order to get that happening.

mostly, however, he's just a puppy. sweet and playful, finding amusement in anything that he finds. his talent for art serves him well in distinguishing him from others. felix is always one to be strictly out of the box. but that just adds to his neverending charm. he finds himself at the center of attention and he thrives. it doesn't matter if someone comes for him, because he'll always keep on flourishing. maybe that adds to his confidence. whatever said of his sweetness, Felix is a Park-Zelmerlöw with his own snarky side. He's not afraid at all to pull off the slightly sarcastic comment, nor to spill the tea in everyone's faces. He's fearlessly direct in everything that he does, no matter if he's heading off to a so-called "battle" or confessing to someone. Felix Park-Zelmerlöw lives and breathes in the beauty and in the truth.

felix joachim jiyong park-zelmerlöw is the baby of the family. a good decade younger than ilse, and half that for bastian. he came about fresh and early on an april morning in dortmund, germany. he was a chubby, happy baby - a clear delight for his parents, who had always meant for the family to be complete with him. even from birth, felix had such a charm that the entire park-zelmerlöw family couldn't help but to dote on him. from his korean grandmother's cooing at him at his first birthday to zelmerlöw aunts who spoiled him whenever the family visited sweden. no one could ever resist the toothy smiles that the cute toddler would give.

as he grew older, it was sort of expected that felix would fall into the family tradition of sports. by then, the park-zelmerlöw family had been known for their interactions with various sports. his mother agnetha was frequently gone as part of her job as an analysis for a quidditch magazine. from the smallest sunday games in bulgaria to the world cup in england, she was everywhere analyzing every movement. ilse liked to join her, whenever she wasn't winning medals for ice skating competition. his father yunho was a sports doctor for the family's local team, borussia dortmund. basti was the pride and joy of their youth team, and was already being seen as a top prospect for the future.

but for felix, it was clear that he liked to go his own way. despite being almost literally in his genes, sports seems to be almost a mystery to him. sure, he could fly pretty well on a broomstick, but he much preferred to go off into the distance and look at other interesting things rather than catch a snitch. ilse kept on holding his hand whenever they went to go ice skating - despite that he was going to turn ten soon. felix couldn't at all understand why it was such a bad thing to support real madrid - it's not his fault that borussia dortmund played horribly. nor why no one else would smile when they lost their youth matches - weren't they supposed to have fun? he always did. it became apparent that felix was more suited to other forms of entertainment. a book or not could keep him entertained for awhile. history interested him a lot, especially the wizarding wars. maybe he couldn't ice skate, but he could name all of voldemort's main death eaters from memory at age eight. he could play a few tunes here and there on the piano and clarinet. his voice was pretty good at reaching whatever notes they required of him. ballet was pretty nice until he became almost too tall for it. and art, oh he excelled in art! fingers filled with paint and canvas filled with whatever caught his eyes. watercolor, acrylic, collages - he tried his hand at everything and anything that interested him.

he engaged with his magical side often. despite loving his 'muggle-oriented activities', felix was also fascinated with what happened with magical things. he grew enthralled with watching potioneers do their work. his mother grew exasperated with having to find her wand in felix's hand every time she needed it. the thing about magic and felix is that they were perfectly content watching each other. felix could watch just about anyone in the world perform magic and never get bored. and magic looked at felix and his various projects and shenanigans, and decided to join in. throughout his childhood years, magic would play a huge part in appearing when felix needed it. his homework magically being done. the right color for his painting being found. it was small things that eventually resulted into a letter from durmstrang when he was eleven years old.

felix came into durmstrang with an extremely large shadow covering his steps. the fresh faced first year was all smiles and waves. totally unlike his older brother, bastian. his hyung was a shining star when he had gone to durmstrang, and his name was still fresh on many people's minds. oh, well. if he had a reputation to live up to, then he'd do it on his own terms. slowly, the park-zelmerlöw became associated with tall korean-swedish boys with a passion with art and a personality that no one could ever say anything bad about. he moved through each year making more progress than before. he acquired friends, started an art club, and was on his way onto being a successful durmstrang student.

felix was well aware that his popularity stemmed from the disappearance of his brother. their mother had forced him out to join their cousin brynja at hogwarts, and he was well aware of the grumbles and rumbles that basti has led out. but while he was lost in his idyllic world that he had managed to carve up at durmstrang, he was unaware of the storms that lied at home. his mother's constant tos and fros from the home were having an effect on his parents' marriage. in felix's spring break in fourth year, they announced their divorce. eruptions of fights and battles came soon afterword. felix didn't realize how much he had dreaded to go home until he was on his way to go.

bastian came to the rescue. his taller hyung had been waiting for him at the train station with all the confidence in the world. he was there to take felix to england. better to have him in a middle place than cold words and gazes of his parents' relationship. and england is where he had even more of a grand time. if these were to be felix's golden years, then let him live as such. and he's somehow convinced both of his parents to let him stay. it was easier for them, with none of the fights over custody and bastian sticking up for him. it didn't take long for felix to fit into hogwarts' social scene. he quickly made friends, especially with park siwoo and freya johnson