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{The Dome RP - Profile; Jinwoo} 

Di. Da. Di. Da. Di…. (flashback)

On a raining day, as the water hit the glass pavement of the window, silence filled the room. A lifeless body covered in red and death laid peacefully next to the little boy. His brown orbs filled with emptiness as lone tears streaming down his pale rouges. His bloody hands wrapping tightly onto his friend’s cold hand, searching for the last bit of warmth. As he recalled their memories together before the other rejected him, his heart clutched at the pain. “..I-I’m sorry… even you had left me, too..” His eyes showing sorrow and blues as they averaged blankly at the window. Suddenly, the door was forced open, men gasped at the sight of the crime scene before hurrying the boy away. No place would take him so he were given no choice, but being put into the Dome, a place for people like himself. “Maybe… I belong here…” He smiled softly as he held onto his belongings and ‘Boo;)’ at the entrance of the Dome, trying to catch a quick glance at his future. ‘Jinwoo, it looks fun here~!’ the voice commented as Jinwoo took his first step into the foreign place.

Jinwoo was used to the disgusted expressions plastered people’s face, with knowing who he really was. The boy was truly innocent and helpless…. But that was the full truth…. The little boy cannot express fully of him because of fearing his loved ones would leave him… Friends? Ha. They leave after discovering about Jinwoo and taking advantage of him… It hurt him every single time when he had to end everything for them too as they asked for an ending to their relationships….

When something in his nerves was triggered, the other part of him would come out. Loving the way his victims would scream for mercy and the sight of their blood beautifully staining the white ‘snow’. He love playing terrifying games and tests with people who don’t show a bit of interest in them. The boy lived his poor life by killing and slashing at whoever goes into his way. His talents was recognized and prized by many others, with stacks of money coming in for his hands to be dip in blood again. But he didn’t mind because life was a cage for him already, holding him back from happiness….

✉;A/N: ✏ Old rp biography that I made.

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