basic profile.

me, me, and me. 

style — Dahye is centered around being all out there. From skin-tight clothes to skin-showing. Every item in her closet screams a statement, and slaps you in the face. Society doesn't play a role in what she cares in wearing. Mostly, your opinion doesn't matter to her. Dahye will wear booty shorts and a crop top if she feels like it. You won't ever catch her in clothes that seem like it belongs on a Lolita, Gyaru, or Ulzzang. Her closet is filled with the colors wine red and black, like her soul.
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personality — insensitive, complusive, stubborn, vulgar, cunning, alert, reliable, wise, self-reliant, authenticity
 

Dahye isnt the angel that has been sent down from heaven. In fact, she was satan. A fallen angel who had sinned like any other person. " you." She isnt scared to say whatever is on her mind. Every small thing that irritates her, she will point it out. Especially when it is a person who irritates her, it will only take her .1 seconds to open and tell them to off. Being nice isnt in her index and her vocabulary is filled with words like ", " and every vulgar word you can think of. She is true down to the bone and have no trouble in showing people who she really is. Call her a , but words dont affect her. In her mind, its mind over matter. Dahye doesnt mind, and the person doesnt matter.

Not only does Dahye say whatever is on her mind, she does whatever is on her mind too. Whether it is being in heat or smoking a blunt, she wont hesitate to drop the mic and do it. Although, nothing feels like it is ever enough for her. Dahye keeps searching for more and more in order to find what really fits into her puzzle piece. But once she has her mind set on something, no one can stop her. It's like a train that is set to an auto mode. There is no going back and thinking about it. Dahye will keep charging forward. She will do whatever it takes to get her hands onto it. As she was born with a brain, Dahye will use it. Like a hunter, she will pounce on her prey.

Despite Dahye telling society to off, she is a person afterall. She is aware of her surroundings and can read body language. She knows when to not with a person, or who to avoid. She is constantly parnoid with all of her surroundings, and needs to get a deeper grasp of the situation. Her eyes always dart back and forth whenever she feels something is off. Almost like a survival instinct in a game called life. Dahye only relies on herself, as she feels like she can't trust anyone in this world. Going through many phases in her small world, she understands that nothing is ever fair. There is no miracles or luck in her vocabulary. In order to strive for what you want, you have to go through the blood and sweat in order to achieve it. But in the end, nothing ever matters. You're just broken down more into nothing and everything is taken away with a snap of a finger. All that is left is painful feelings that leaves scars, and slowly you learn that it comforts you in a weird way. It almost makes you feel human, like you're a normal person that has an unlucky predestined fate.

likes —
☼  Soft rain // it makes her feel somewhat calm
☼  Color black // it draws her in, sends her in a trance
☼  Food // its her getaway from life, her sanctuary
☼  Forensics // she is intruiged with the thought that all bones have an unspoken story
☼  Tea // Dahye hates drinking coffee or soda.
 

dislikes —
☼  Kawaii things // she cringes at cute things
☼  Lies // she wont ever talk to you again

☼  Gwiyomi song // Dahye will murder you with her eyes

☼  Fairytales // happy endings never exist

☼  Chocolate // no sweets, ever
☼  Not-ironed clothes // it bugs her when your clothes are ruffled or have stains
 

funfacts —
☼  Dahye loves black cats, almost have a for them
☼  She hates the idea of happy love songs, or romantic comedy movies. they hold no sentimental value to her
☼  Dahye likes taking pictures of views, especially rain falling from the sky
☼  She always wear black in her outfits. Whether it is black nail polish, or black lace-up boots.
☼  Dahye doesnt own a license, but takes the city bus to get around. She is paranoid of cars, so she never wants to learn how to drive.
☼  There are some nights that Dahye will cry herself to sleep, and have nightmares of a reoccuring event that happened in the past.
☼  She always finds a way to occupy her mind, because she hates lying around and thinking about the past.
☼ Dahye is pretty short and stands at 5"2. Her shoe size is size 6 in women, so to make up for her height she likes wearing high heels (atleast 3in heels)
☼  She never leaves the house without makeup. At bare minumum, she uses natural bb cream and eyeliner with chapstick/lipstick. Dahye hates lipgloss, mostly because of the shine it gives.

home is where the heart is. 

background — 
Dahye wasnt born with a black heart, she went through phases that changed her drastically. She was born into a normal family, Mother, Father, and Dahye, that was pretty well off. Her family was close to another family, who had born a set of male twins. They grew up together and was inseparable. They were the three musketeers who did everything together, including sleepeovers as Dahye would always sleep in the middle. The older of the twin, by three minutes, was called Hoon and the other one was named Hwan. They were the center of everything and people looked up to them as friend goals. Each of them held a smile on their face daily and shared the happiness to everyone. As they grew older, feelings were developed between them. Dahye felt attracted to Hoon, and Hoon felt the same way. He was protective over her, and never wanted to share her to his twin. As a result, Hwan drifted from them watching from the sidelines. Hwan developed depression after feeling like a third-wheel and locked himself in his room, wondering why he was never good enough. He often wondered why his other twin was blessed and he was left with nothing.

All things eventually come to an end. It was a small risky road in Seoul. Dahye and Hoon were walking side by side, taking a shortcut on their way home from grabbing lunch. It was another "normal" day for Dahye and Hoon, but with a twist. A silver automobile was heading down the road, swerving from left to right. It was a flash before their eyes as the drunk driver was heading their way. Hoon shoved Dahye hard across the street, resulting in only him getting a full-on blow from the car. Blood everywhere, splattered and pooled around a large frame. It was a bloodbath and Dahye couldnt believe her eyes. Just seconds ago they were smiling and laughing together, and the next second Hoon was lying in his own blood, taking his last breaths. She ran and stumbled over to him, holding his dear head close to her chest. Tears flow nonstop and gently tap on his cheek. Her tears and his blood mixed together, and he gently lay his bloody hands on her cheek and gave her once last smile before falling into a deep slumber.

Everything unfolded and Dahye, too, fell into depression. She blamed herself everyday for Hoon's death. Sleeping was never an option for her, unless she cried herself to sleep. She would have the same nightmare, the day Hoon shoved her to save her. She couldnt take a step or look at the small road they took that day. Nor could Dahye look at a car that was passing by, without being paranoid. The only thing that comforted her was the rain that fell down like her endless tears. When she could almost learn to accept his death, many weeks after, she tried to approach the broken Hwan who despised her since the day he learned his twin was no longer with him. He felt like a part of him was ripped away and left an empty void next to him. He also blamed Dahye for Hoon's death, and wished that she had died with him too. He couldnt accept the fact that only Dahye survived. When the day Dahye came back to him looking for her long time friend, he shut her out completely. He wanted nothing to do with her, and buried his past along with Hoon's grave. He couldnt bare to look into a mirror, as he looked exactly like his twin. The only person Dahye had left was Hwan, and he turned against her. Dahye hated the world, and how it was unfair to her. She started to change for the worst, and ended up as a broken doll. Dahye didnt care what ever happens to her, as she emotionally died alongside Hoon.

what does the word youth mean to you? — 
Youth? that. You are born into the world and forced to live day in and day out suffering. Is this how we are supposed to live life? As soon as you pass being a child, you are turned into an adult. There is no youth. You have responsibilities and baggage. You grow up one way or another.

how did you meet the others? —
It was a memorable meeting i guess? I mean it wasnt much. I had a mini panic attack when a car passed by me while i was walking one day.  I was walking too close to the street, mostly because the side walk was packed and i didnt want to be shoved into anyone. Only i can decide to push myself onto someone. Anyways, i met Ki-youn who helped me. Normally i would tell someone to off, but my mind wasnt straight then. She introduced me to all sorts of people, who irritate me but whatever. As long as they dont bother the out of me im cool. One person who she personally introduced to me was Jaesung as that is her half brother. He has some issues, but then again we all have issues.

family — 

▪ Lee Hyunbin | Father | He was always away from home on business trips. Though, he still cared about his family, money and living was important to him. Ocassionally he would be away from his family for atleast two weeks for work, bringing home gifts for Dahye. He would bring home all sorts of stuff, from stationery items to collector items. After Dahye changed, he was also shut away from her life. Though, he ignored it and engrossed himself in more work, leaving his wife to stay at home alone most oft he time.

▪ Lee Hyelim | Mother | Dahye was closer to her mom than her dad. Before Dahye turned away from the world, she was close with her mom, often confining in her. She learned all sorts of things from her mom, like cooking and cleaning. Mostly being a proper lady, but she threw all of that away when she drastically changed. She shut her mom out, even when her mom tries to interact with her. Her mother tries to comfort her in telling her that Hoon's death is not her fault, but Dahye gets mad and storms off. She still believes that Hoon's death is her fault, and has come to accept that fact. In the end, her mom was cut off from her life.
 

friends — 

▪ Jung Hoon | Dead-boyfriend | After he died, Dahye wasnt interested in falling inlove again. She was scared that she might lose another person dear to her.

▪ Jung Hwan | Last of the Three Musketeer | After his twin died, he completely shut off Dahye and never slipped out of his depression. He blames her for his death, and he contributed to who Dahye is today. Since Hoon's death, he has never spoken to Dahye and never leaves the house.
▪ Ahn Ki-youn | sister-like | She tries her best to make sure that Dahye never feels alone, or thinks about the past. She knows what happened in the past, and never brings it up in consideration for her. She is closest to Ki-youn than the others, mostly because she thinks of Ki-youn like a sister that she never had. They like to go late at night to do things they know they shouldnt do, like drinking and partying.
▪ Ahn Jaesung | aquaintance | She talks to Jaesung here and there, but never as much as Ki-youn. Mostly its because she doesnt want to feel attached to another male. One of her male "friend" shut her out completely and the other one is dead. Though, Jaesung is nice to her and likes to somewhat bother her. Mostly because of her reactions she gives him, knowing that Dahye is serious but it comes off amusing to him.
▪ Drunken Plotline | aquaintance | He/she likes to invite Dahye to go out for drinks and she doesnt turn down a drink. They hang out late at night until morning at bars, getting drunk and wasted. Mostly to numb the pain of something called feelings.
▪ Other Plotlines | aquaintances | N/A

the one and only.

relationship  — N/A

last messages.

comments/suggestions — Im so sorry if it sounds trashy and contradicting-- mostly its because of her past that she hates how the world is unfair and turned into somewhat of a -- if i need to fix something dont hesitate to smack the out of me and tell me to fix

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password — How can i pick a favorite bYE. ok but one im currently loving is one of their new ones "I need u"

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