Born and raised in Sydney, Australia, Felix Lee was considered as one of those boys — the ones that were perfect, the ones that were good at anything and everything that they did. Perfect grades, loads of friends, a balanced social life, different sports he excelled at — Felix had it all.

At least, it seemed that he did.

In reality, his mother was never satisfied with her son's activities. She would always push him to do better, to be better. She never approved of his passion for sports, no matter how many medals or trophies he won. She wanted him to study hard, to get better grades, and although his grades were good, they weren't perfect. They weren't the way she wanted them. 

And so, the track was his escape. When he was sick of being the golden boy, when he was sick of trying to live up to his mother's expectations, Felix had one, and only one solution:

Run. 

It paid off, somehow. After graduating high school as a well-trained athlete with several medals under his belt, Felix got a track and field scholarship in an excellent university at Sydney. That must have been one of his happiest days — seeing the look of pride on his mother's face when she found out that his running was finally good for something. Still, she insisted that he take a course in medicine and become a doctor in the future. And so, Felix attended university with a degree in Physical Therapy.

It was difficult, balancing the athlete life with his studies and his social life, but it wasn't anything Felix wasn't used to. His years of being pushed by his mother gave him some semblance of organization in his life, and Felix adjusted to the university life quite well.

After all, he wasn't alone.

Along the way, he met a kindred spirit — his best friend, who supported him through anything and everything. Despite his mother's pressure, Felix found a safe haven not only in the track, but his best friend, too. It goes without saying that Felix fell for them, and he fell hard. Yet, he kept quiet out of fear of what his feelings would do to the relationship, satisfied with the friendship that they shared.

After all, Felix had nearly everything he could ever ask for. A scholarship, good grades, a reasonable social life, several victories, a best friend that stood by his side no matter what — what more could he need? 

But then the competition happened, and everything went to .

(content warning: violence, cannibalism, blood.)

An international, university-wide track competition — that's what it was. Felix and his team were invited to Seoul, Korea to compete in a series of track events, and of course, Felix accepted. He was delighted and honored to be representing his country, and it was also a chance to visit his home country, the birth place of his parents. He was excited, of course, to show his team mates around his favorite places, and to spend some well-deserved time with his best friend.

But things didn't go as planned.

He was at the hotel when it happened, an announcement warning everyone to stay inside their rooms until an evacuation team would arrive. Felix had been with his best friend and a few of his team mates, when one of them began to change. He began to eat everything ravenously, claiming that nothing seemed to fulfill his hunger. He was prone to fits of anger, so much so that he pushed another one of Felix's teammates, causing her to fall and hit her head against the bed.

When blood began to spill, that's when hit the fan.

Felix's teammate was unable to suppress his hunger, having fallen victim to the infection — like a shark, the sight of blood attracted him, and he feasted on the poor girl that was once their hurdler. Terrified, panic and chaos filled the room, and before he knew it, Felix was running with his best friend, searching for anyone who could help them.

But as it turned out, he was only met with more infected, their starved eyes turning in his direction, blood and flesh trapped in between their teeth as they pounced.

If not for his best friend, Felix might have died right then and there. Thanks to the help of a rather small group, Felix and his best friend were able to escape from the hotel, only mostly unharmed.

And so began their descent into the world of the apocalypse. The world of the one percent.