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  • NA-MU

    SEONSAENGNIM


    name: Park Na-mu

    nickname: N/A

    age: 26

    gender: Cis Male

    sexuality: Pansexual

    p.o.b: Busan, South Korea

    d.o.b: September 10th

    ethnicity: Korean

    occupation: Elementary School Teacher (former active soldier in the Marines)

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    yejun
    full name
    seo yejun
    age
    26
    gender
    cis male
    sexuality
    heterosexual
    date of birth
    january 3rd
    place of birth
    samcheok, gangwon-do, south korea
    the big shot β€” μ€‘μš”μΈλ¬Ό
    ethnicity.
    korean

    nicknames.
    yejunnie or junnie to close friends only.

    occupation.
    yejun was recently promoted to full-time VP of partnerships at a luxury tech conglomerate. he is also, unknowingly, a part-time ulzzang.

    known languages.
    korean, english, mandarin, japanese, a bit of french

    family.
    yejun has no siblings, and his father and mother are divorced and living separately overseas.

    residence.
    a far-too-expensive penthouse apartment in gangnam-do.
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yang hee-yeon






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name: MOON, Bongseon
nickname: BonBon
age: 25
gender: Cis Female
sexuality: Pansexual, Demiromantic
p.o.b: Seoul, Korea
d.o.b: February 14
ethnicity: Korean
role: The Fashion Designer

visage
hair: Black naturally, but will often dye it variations of brown
eyes: Really dark brown, almost black
height: 5'9"
weight: 130 lbs
build: Lithe
scars/markings: N/A
modifications: Pierced Ears
faceclaim:
Park Jung Yoon (Black Hair) --- Park Jung Yoon (Brown Hair)

persona
vices: Hedonistic, Stubborn, Argumentative, Secretive, Ambitious
virtues: Diligent, Affectionate, Confident, Discerning, Eloquent
likes: Fashion, Sketching, Dancing, Playing Piano, Music, Baths, Flowers, Gossip
dislikes: People who can't hold their liquor, Prudes, Spiders, Driving, Cold temperatures, Excuses
habits/quirks:
  • If Makkoli is available at a restaurant, she will order it
  • She loves late nights but hates early mornings (yes, they are different to Bongseon)
  • If she's deep in thought, she will often be absentmindedly doodling
  • Bongseon definitely operates under the principle of "organized chaos"; her workroom may look messy but she knows where everything is
  • Is a creature of habit and is very predictable. She likes the restaurants and bars she likes and doesn't often venture outside of those establishments
fears/weaknesses:
  • Ending up alone / Being unlovable: Bongseon lives her life going after what she wants and always full throttle. Because she lives her life with such adamance, she often blows off steam with rigorous physical activity that requires a minimum of 2 people. Deep down Bongseon is afraid that given her history and her nature, she will never be able to find someone who can truly accept and love her.
  • Her business failing & proving everyone that ever doubted her right: Bongseon has put everything she has into FFATE. She has sacrificed relationships, burned bridges, put a vast majority of her earnings from her time as a model into this brand and her vision. Failure simply is not an option.
  • Bongseon's relationship with people is both her greatest asset and her greatest weakness. She is straightforward but when it comes to her work, she is a demanding boss. She expects a no-excuse work ethic. If you can do that, Bongseon will recognize your attitude and make sure you're well taken care of. She can be a little hotheaded at times, especially if something is going wrong at the company and can become snappy but given enough time and breathing room, she will eventually recognize her mistakes and come to apologize. Unfortunately, her romantic life is definitely a mess. Her relationships never seem to last long. She is so afraid of rejection that she cannot truly ever let anyone in and eventually, people stop trying after they keep hitting that wall. It's like a horrible self-actualizing prophecy for her. She enjoys the pleasure in life and doesn't shy away from them but has certainly been accused of treating her partners crassly.
backstory
history: Both Era and Seokjin had been high achieving individuals for as long as they could remember. Both ambitious with the drive to do great things, it was a surprise when Seokjin decided to leave his high-paying corporate job to be a full-time stay-at-home dad. At the company that they both worked for, they had always been seen as a power couple. Both good-looking individuals with a lot of late nights together due to the demand of their workload, no one was surprised when it was announced that the pair had been dating and would eventually get married. It was, however, uncertain to say the least, about their futures when Aera became pregnant with Bongseon. It wasn't outside the realm of rationality for them to hire a nanny. They were both career folk who easily put in 80 hours a week at their jobs, how could they also possibly fit taking care of a child into that schedule? To make matters even more complex, both were nominated for an even higher position within the company: a promotion. It is unclear what came first: Aera getting the promotion over her husband or her husband deciding to become a full-time stay-at-home dad. Either way, that was how Bongseon came into the world.

Her childhood was not an unhappy one. She was more than adequately cared for and was clearly the apple of her father's eye. Her mother was so busy at work that she rarely saw her and even when she did, the woman was exhausted. Bongseon's world was very much just her and her father. As soon as Bongseon could walk and talk, her mother started to schedule and structure her day-to-day life. Aera had expectations of her daughter. She had carried her for 9 months and 3 weeks and sacrificed her model-like figure for the child, she would make sure to get a return on this investment. Between the piano lessons, the tutors, and whatever else her mother could possibly think of to enroll her daughter in, Seokjin tried to create pockets of reprieve. Small moments for the two of them at a playground or at a library just having fun. Her father was the one that introduced her to art. Not in the sense of enrolling her in any art classes but just enjoying art. Spending a moment to just enjoy and absorb and let that creative part of her breathe. Together they would make doodles and compare who's doodle was better but they always ended in a tie with no winner declared. Bongseon's world was rocked as the schedules and routine fell away in her grief when her father died on her 18th birthday.

He had been going to get a cake for her last minute. He had been running behind schedule, which was unlike him when a car had run a red light and into him. He was pronounced dead upon arrival by the paramedics. Bongseon remembered getting home and wondering where her dad was. Or the phone call she had got because they couldn't reach her mother. Or the multitude of calls she made to her mother afterwards only to be met with her cool voice over her voicemail message. Bongseon had been the one at the hospital. It had been a flurry of activity and medical professionals whirling around her but she could never remember any of their faces or their names. Her world had just been shattered and she felt like she could breathe. By the time her mother arrived at the hospital, hair and clothes dishevelled and her lipstick smudged, they had already taken Seokjin's body to the morgue. It was suffocating in that house after. It didn't take long for her mother's affair to come to light. For Bongseon to catch her mother in bed with another man. And then another. And then another. Before long, it didn't even phase Bongseon anymore. Opening her mother's bedroom door to find her entangled with a stranger didn't cause the girl to blink an eye as she coolly updated Aera of where she would be going.

At 18, Bongseon got a partial scholarship and acceptance to a renowned art school with an incredible fashion design program and accepted. She needed to get out of that house. Her father had left her a decent sum of money in his Will but she needed to leave. If she didn't leave, she feared that she would suffocate and become a shell of a woman, just like her mother.

They say as kids, you learn things by watching your parents and Bongseon did learn a lot watching her mother. She picked up how to work hard, be confident and be determined, but she also picked up her mother's vices. Upon graduating with honours, Bongseon used the money that her father had left her to establish the clothing brand, FFATE. She spent so many sleepless nights designing, talking to manufacturers, sewing, that it all blended into one. Between designing and making sure she approved every single piece of clothing before it went up for sale, and modelling for FFATE and really making sure she was well associated with her brand, Bongseon could count the hours of sleep she got a week on both hands. She chased pleasure and happiness wherever she could find it no matter how temporary. She firmly believed that despite her father's capacity to love which had been so great, it had skipped her. It felt like her heart was broken and she didn't know how to fix it. Bandaids could never fix fault lines on a dam. So instead of focusing on how to fix herself, took a page from her mother's book and focused on her career. Bongseon threw herself into ensuring that FFATE would be a success and she was prepared to do whatever it took. People were easy to read for Bongseon. She flirted for information and those exclusive invites to get her brand out there. She slept with those that promised her the world in hopes of taking advantage but somehow, Bongseon always came out on top. She used everything in her arsenal to make FFATE what it is today; a highly coveted and renown clothing brand.

But there are always consequences to your actions. Bridges that were burned, people that couldn't deny the success of FFATE but would never work with Bongseon again, failed relationships for those few and far in between that had managed to even get Bongseon into a relationship -- she had sacrificed it all too focused on FFATE to see what she was doing.

Because if she didn't have FFATE, what did she have left?

family: KIM, Aera (mother; estranged) & MOON, Seokjin (father; deceased)
residence: High-end apartment in Hannam-dong
relationships: TBD
 
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  • name
    Im Jae-Hyun



    nickname

    N/A



    gender

    Male



    age

    26



    d.o.b

    July 13th



    p.o.b

    Pyeongchang, South Korea



    sexuality

    Heterosexual



    nationality

    Korean



    role

    The Teacher



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    6'1"/186 cm



    weight

    154 lbs/70 kg



    hair

    Dark Brown



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    Dark Brown



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    Ectomorph



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    Chae Jong Hyeop






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    park jun-young
    02
    nickname
    jun, juju, fence prince
    03
    age
    twenty-five
    04
    date of birth
    30th of march


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    place of birth
    Cheongju, south korea
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    heterosexual
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    fencer
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Personality

Mi-Sun is a woman who can come off very haughty and pompous when first meeting her, and she is to some degree, certainly full of herself in many respects. She is prone to bossing people around, especially if she sees herself in some position higher than them in some way. Seemingly spoiled with a catty tongue to match, Mi-Sun finds herself in many petty arguments and spats. She desperately wants to be recognized and to get somewhere in life, to be famous, popular, and well-liked by everyone. Having been told she was beautiful since she was young, it's the only thing she finds of value about herself. Mi-Sun is prone to sucking up to any and everyone who she thinks could get her higher in the social hierarchy of fame, status, and fortune. She was ready and willing to try nearly anything if it meant reaching her goal. Not caring if she became an actress, an idol, a model, online influencer, etc, as long as it means she'll be known and adored. Though most importantly, recognized. Despite the attention she received from her looks Mi-Sun felt like a pretty mask on a mannequin and developed a burning desire to prove she was so much more than that.


A lot of her personality is built on a warped sense of pride and fragility based on Mi-Sun's need to rise to expectations while constantly comparing herself to others and as such Mi-Sun is prone to getting herself in bad situations due to her blind pursuit of recognition beyond what she considered shallow compliments. She ended up being rather gullible and overly trusting, which only seemed to land her in ever worsening situations. Hurt one too many times; it simply compounded that distorted her view of herself.

Mi-Sun tries to keep herself going with genuine attempts at making the best of any situation, though often in vain. Doing the best to enjoy the little things, and still always feeling empty by the time she closes her eyes every night. In the end, the pressure never seems go away, and she takes it out on others often, earning her the nickname 맡선 Mep-Sun, a pun on behalf of her 'spicy' personality.


Despite Mi-Sun's ego, she is a rather hard worker, if not too much. She works herself to exhaustion on the regular. She never gives up on anything, and will trudge step by step through a field of thorns to reach her prized rose.


Mi-Sun is, surprisingly, a quite responsible, sensitive, and kind woman. Usually putting in extra effort in order to aid those in need, even at her own detriment. Especially fond of children and the elderly. Her altruistic personality is often hidden under her bashful front, and so many don't see her for who she really is. Something she's rather content with, as she fears even that, thinking people will view her as lesser. Mi-Sun is a tearing designer bag covered in dollar store tape.



Three Major Life Events

1. Being accepted into a idol competition show when she was in highschool but not making the cut despite her best friend moving ahead and getting contracted

2. Refocusing her efforts from wanting to be an idol to working on her own clothing brand

3. Murdering a rich investor and getting away with a contract to be CEO of her own company


+ Coffee

+ Chocolate chip cookies

+ Day trips, usually shopping, or indie photoshoots (Keeps them to herself)

+ Playing with children (She wishes she had her own)

+ Being held


- Swimming (She can't)

- Being pitied

- Being open with her emotions

- Disappointing others

- Thunderstorms (Terrified)

History

Mi-Sun's high school years had been filled with boys fawning over her and earning the jealousy of numerous girls. The constant attention from her natural beauty was more than she was used to even in middle school, and she didn't handle it too well, but she didn't hate it either. It made her feel happy that people desired her for something. Even if she wasn't the best at everything she was still at least liked by someone. Eventually gaining the courage to join an idol survival show with her best friend Seulbin, the two girls worked hard together their senior years of high school to get as far as they could both academically and in the show. Mi-Sun's grades were nothing to scoff at, but her best friend was the one who had more traction while they trained for their chance for stardom. Mi-Sun had to hold back Seulbin from trying to force the producers to give Mi-Sun her spot in the next phase of the program, not wanting her best friend to ruin their own chances just for her sake. Eventually, they split. Mi-Sun was crushed. She had the marks to get into a good college, but she ruminated on her missed chance for fame for too long and options narrowed. She took the year off to work instead at a local tailor shop owned by family friends, a kind elderly couple who used to babysit her when she was younger.

Telling herself it would be better to get the money now than later, but it was more or less an excuse to be available in case she got that slim chance of being re-scouted, but that never came, and she did eventually put her dreams aside and went to Ewha Womans University the year after. The time she had spent at the tailory had influenced Mi-Sun greatly. For the first time she had felt seen. There were usually quite a few grandmothers who would frequent the shop for mahjong and to work on their own crafts projects. They taught Mi-Sun everything she knew about making and altering clothing, from knitting her first scarf for her younger sister to spending many sleepless months on her first dress.

Mi-Sun graduated with a Masters in Fashion Design, suffering only a few bruises and broken hearts, the girl’s resolution hadn’t waved in the slightest. She moved back home for a while, ready to get out into the world and apply for a good job, yet still, she felt somewhat empty. Until she met a guy who might be able to help her reach her still burning dream of fame.

Warning Triggering Topics - Mental/Physical Abuse, Allusions to other types of Abuse/Assault - Violence, and Death

Mi-Sun didn’t stay home for too long however, and moved to the United States as soon as she could after she was able to claim citizenship through her father and grandfather who had been a US Military service member who married into a native family, allowing for a relative ease through the normally arduous bureaucratic process.

Things were looking up for the young woman. Citizenship and moving to America were both a big hurdle in her plan to work her way up in the fashion industry and finally claim the recognition she craved. The next step seemingly followed this streak of fortune having made the requirements for a fashion competition show in California where she was currently living with her newest boyfriend, who wasn’t that bad compared to her previous relationships. He at least held the girl after yelling he yelled at her.

She didn’t know if she truly loved him, any of them, in the end, but it was worth it.

For her dream.

When time came for her auditions for the show, she passed with flying colors, though more than a little perturbed at their comments of her β€˜exoticness’.

Mi-Sun expected too much of people.

She, unlike most of the other contestants, modeled her outfits on top of creating them, which drew much fanfare from the audience but just as much ire from her peers. For the first part of the competition she was on track for a top spot in the next, however Mi-Sun couldn’t continue. Suffering a panic attack on the walkway, she barely managed to hold herself together before making it backstage and had to be taken to the hospital. She was crushed, not by anyone else, but by herself, her fear of failure from the survival show in highschool had made this all too similar situation unbearable despite everything going for her. When asked if she could continue the competition she declined and voided her contract.

Hurt and terrified of her future she had one last ray of hope in the form of a recruiter who had approached her, one of the patrons who watched her walk the runway. Vultures who looked for failed contestants to pick the meat from. Yet, Mi-Sun was a special case as she had both promise and desperation. It turned out she had been leading in the show by almost twice the votes of second place. Had she had simply waited there would have surely been better offers but foolhardy as ever Mi-Sun jumped at what seemed to her to be a last resort.

Mi-Sun broke up with her boyfriend who she discovered to be cheating on her, not to her surprise, and found herself in New York City. A fashion industry haven… Working in what could only be described as a sweatshop. Mi-Sun was, unfortunately, rather used to the process of working herself to the bone on minor pay while living with abusive boyfriends simply to have a place to sleep at night and ditching before things got… Too bad.

Making her way forward was the only thing keeping her going, to achieve that golden dream. The girl could rely on her hard earned skills and her natural born beauty at the very least. Fucking Working her way up the chain of command of the shadow company she had been enslaved to, eventually finding herself in the penthouse of the investor who sent the scouter after in the first place.

She wasn’t there alone, four other girls were with her that night. One of them was dead on the floor, her blood slowly forming a large smooth round pool on the linoleum flooring.

Mi-Sun simply stood there, staring at the scene before her, only to notice the body twitching, trying desperately to grip itself back to life under the press of death.

BANG!

The woman, now corpse, didn't move again after the second shot. Mi-Sun couldn’t tell if the smoke rising up from the man holding the mudur weapon was from the gun or from his expensive cigarette. He had the most horrifically familiar grin on his face as he glanced back at the last three women in the room, who were clutching onto Mi-Sun in fear. She didn’t even notice them until they pushed her forward at the wealthy man’s beckoning, and somehow, Mi-Sun managed to step forward.

Her life was on the line, no. Her dream was on the line.

Now behind her was a dead body lying in a pool of blood and before her was a wealthy man sitting on an expensive couch flicking his cigarette butt past her head; vanishing from view, most likely now sinking into the sickening red ooze. He smiled and she wanted to vomit, but still continued to keep composure. The glass table to her side had the key to everything she desired on it.

A pen.

A contract.

And a loaded gun.

She had gotten this far and nothing would stop her. So Mi-Sun without a word or whimper started to strip.


Hours later there were two dead bodies a signed contract and a single woman sitting nude on an expensive couch smoking a similarly expensive cigarette. Staring out the penthouse’s glass wall at a gorgeous sunrise over the New York City skyline.

Mi-Sun was able to eventually worm her way through the investors' assets, and acquired more than just her brand new company FFate, but a penthouse, a fortune, and alibi from the other two women whom she made sure would live comfortably for the rest of their lives.

Though, after everything she’d been through. She was done with America for now, and headed back home to Seoul to manage her new company from there. Making sure to personally thank everyone who had helped her aside from her ex’s as they already got what they wanted and she refused to give them anything more.

In short time Mi-Sun was rolling out her first line dubbed Royal Sun which exploded internationally, likely aided by the fact her brief appearance in the fashion competition having already given her a spot in the public consciousness with a small but humble following. As well as the court case headlines in the US being a spectacle in its own right.
Soon enough Mi-Sun and the FFate brand became a household name, and for a time almost every single item was personally designed and modeled by her alone. Eventually she cut back, out of concern for her health. Now releasing a personally crafted line only a few times a year, a process which proved rather successful.

Mi-Sun had finally done it.

So why did she feel so empty?
 
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  • name
    Yoo Bit-na



    nickname

    N/A



    gender

    Female



    age

    25



    d.o.b

    January 8th



    p.o.b

    Seoul, South Korea



    sexuality

    Heteroflexible



    nationality

    Korean



    role

    The Chef



    height

    5’3”/160 cm



    weight

    101 lbs/46 kg



    hair

    Dark Brown



    eyes

    Dark Brown



    body type

    Mesomorph



    mods

    Pierced ears
    right upper back



    faceclaim

    Kwon Eunbi






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    name


    ahn ko-geon






    nickname


    koko






    age


    twenty-five






    gender


    male






    sexuality


    heterosexual






    p.o.b


    daegu, south korea







    d.o.b


    july 10th






    ethnicity


    korean






    current residence


    an apartment in sinsa-dong






    role


    the teacher





































































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