min yeseul | ms. average

 

 

 

character's name: min yeseul

nicknames: barista — since it seems jongin still doesn't know her name

age + birthday: fifteen years, born september sixth

ethnicity: korean

languages: korean — fluent; english — basic/conversational

 

 

ulzzang: gam da in

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backup ulzzang: kim sooyeon

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description: aside from her school and work uniform, yeseul keeps her dress very plain and very comfortable. she isn't afraid to sport sweats with sandals, or keep her hair in a messy bun. she isn't afraid to wear over-sized t-shirts or baggy jeans. she isn't too fond of skirts, but she doesn't detest them either. though her wardrobe is ultimately lax, and gives off almost a lazy and tiresome feel, there are elements of femininity in it that can at least compliment her appearance. if anything, you'll be able to find yeseul sporting her signature shorts and graphic tee; leggins and sweater if it's a cold season.

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character traits: indecisive, incompetent, average, slightly boring, "sizzled out flame"

expansion: yeseul, if had to be described metaphorically, is a sizzled flame of a defused firework. sure, as a kid, she was bright and cheerful and happy – all that sass and jazz – but now that she knows how life works, what reality is, and now that she can think for herself, yeseul has grown to be a sizzled out flame of what used to be great. not that she was phenomenal before – it's just that she at least had color and taste back to her personality back then. now, it takes her about five minutes to decide just which pair of socks to wear; she questions everything. she wants to know why she does this, how to do that, which option should she choose. she possesses a rather short-attention span and will change her mind every few minutes until she is forced to adopt one choice and stick with it. 

yeseul, though not ingenious or pathetically stupid, can be rather incompetent at times as well. not many depend on her, for a) her mind can barely process the choices she needs to make herself, and b) she's not the best at anything. sure, she's not the worst either, but with her dead-in-the-middle position in both life and school, yeseul doesn't have any feats that piques the interests of her peers. she's very average, almost pedestrian to put it bluntly. if her life were to be a movie, it'd be a silent film in black and white. she doesn't stick out in a crowd, and has no unique character at all. she's right in the middle, but at the same time, tends to wallow in her own ordinary-ness on her own. sure, she has her small collection of friends and classmates here and there that she interacts with closely, but she's still min yeseul – girl with no color. 

compared to her friends especially, she seems to be even more banal than she typically is. yeseul is neither too lenient nor stern; neither too generous nor selfish; neither bright nor dumb. yeseul can barely even hold a conversation without boring her companion to sleep. in summation, she's a rock. a boring, gray rock with nothing to lose nor gain. but wait. if you dig deep, and very very deep at this point, you will find that yeseul does care. she can be loyal. she can be kind. she can give a damn about her future. as mentioned before, yeseul is a sizzled flame, but who said flames cannot be reborn and rejuventated back to sparks? sure, she's incompetent, she's indecisive, and she's pretty boring – but that's now. she just needs inspiration, motivation; she needs a big push. and to get that, she first needs to find someone willing to do so. 

 

background: yeseul was average from the start – and maybe a bit too average. her test scores were banal; stamina was prosaic, and ryhthm insipid. she wasn't a genius, nor was she a prodigy. her parents weren't glad about this, but neither did they find it a disgrace; disappointment were laced behind their words and actions from the start, always indirecting reprimanding yeseul, but as supportive as they want to be, yeseul's parents have always tried to push and force anything they could onto yeseul – all with the hopes of her prospering in that field. her childhood was as great as can be, all the way to her teen years. but as she grew older, her average-ness grew more intolerable.

she found nothing interesting. aside from working at the chimney, there was no joy or elation in yeseul's life. she grew up knowing her parents wanted her to prosper as a lawyer or doctor; she knew they wanted her to blossom into a giant stalk of success and wealth; however, she also knew that she would never be able to strive for a medical degree. yeseul knew herself well, and knew herself best. though her childhood was filled with jubilance, candies, and games – and just as much love from her parents, mind you – yeseul had never been able to grow out of her ordinary character. she was born average, raised as a customary kid, and still is living as an undistinguished teen today. 

 

 

friends: 

» moon jongup – fifteen yrs. – grade 1 – naive, innocent, oblivious, kind, over-generous – 4
» ahn niel daniel – seventeen yrs. – grade 2 – childish, brusque, reckless, heedless, obnoxious – 3
» bae suzy – sixteen yrs. – grade 1 – optimistic, down to earth, proactive, warm, amiable – 4.5

 

family: 

» min hyunsik – fifty-one yrs. – alive – father – construction worker – virtuous, diligent, protective, good-natured, opinionated – he does his best to encourage his daughter to be more active and tries his hardest to serve as her motivation. they have a solid relationship and have yet to argue, despite the fact that yeseul is often lectured about her not having her future planned.

» min boram – forty-seven yrs. – alive – mother – florist – soft-spoken, caring, tender, bashful, gentle – she allows yeseul to implore her thoughts, but secretly hopes yeseul will find her way soon. she will never state her opinions directly like her husband; and though her relationship is solid with yeseul, boram is still reticent in chiding yeseul about her indecisive nature, much unlike hyunsik. 

 

 

grades: much to yeseul's dismay, she is not a phenomenal student; but at least she isn't a disastrous one, either. stuck in the eternal void of b's and c's, yeseul's grades are neither impressive nor pathetic. her grade point average and level of intelligence are just as banal as her character — they make absolutely no unique name for themselves, nor do they draw in attention as compared to the school's kingka or the local gangster. yeseul always finds herself wedged right in the middle of the class rankings; not too high above and not too far below. and frankly, the poor teenager can't even decipher her academic strengths and weaknesses. however, if it counts for anything, at least yeseul can distinguish her favorite subject (lunch gym) and her least favorite (math). 

 

clubs: in the beginning of all the school years, there will be an onslaught of clubs advertising themselves to appeal to potential members. min yeseul signs up for a majority of them, hoping to find just the pefect one; she is also in hopes of discovering her passion, but to no avail. she'll join various groups, whether it be botany club, photography, art, music, anime club, or some volunteer group. she really joins anything she can find until she reaches her appointed limit. however, over the course of the year, the seven or eight clubs she joins at the beginning of the years are slowly dropped. one by one — be it student government, or speech and debate, or culinary arts club — yeseul will drop and end the year with her being a member of only two or three. and she'll most likely stay in the stupid groups that rarely meet like writer's guild or sewing club. 

as of this current year, she is still a part of culinary arts club, korean club, and classical texts club (which she probably will drop soon; why had she joined that anyways?)

 

part-time jobs: yeseul works part-time at a small coffee house called the chimney. usually, she will work at the register, but if the shop if short of hand, she'll work as a barista as well. 

lifestyle: no traumatic past, no jubilant present, and possibly one pedestian future. that is yeseul's life. she follows a routine: wake up, morning wash, dress, school, work, study, night wash, dinner, sleep. she's like a machine with no detouring options to hinder in her way. her parents try their best to motivate her, to help yeseul find something she's good at, but it's not like she enjoys a thing they offer. they failed with getting her into economics and business, psychology, law, even art they failed. yeseul's every day life and typical routine is so placid that watching paint dry would be considered to be more elating. 

school life: yeseul is undecided, basically on every aspect of her future and even current high school career. she does not know what her aspirations are, what her passions are; she does not know what occupation she strives for; and she does not even know if she's motivated enough to work in order to get into college. she is averagely ranked, average in intelligence and athletics, and banally inspired. no goals, no plans = no future. for yeseul, i guess. but on second thought, maybe opening a cafe of her own in the future wouldn't be such a bad idea — she does like working at the chimney anyways.

 

 

 

 

kim jongin | mr. perfect

 

 

name: kim jongin

age + birthday: fifteen years, born january fourteenth

 

character traits: split character, two-faced; listless and languid; withdrawn and detached

personality: at first glance, kim jongin is a prince; with further observation, one would come to the conclusion that kim jongin is not at all a prince, but rather a demigod. there are any characteristics about kim jongin that deems him to be so. whether it be his cool demeanor or mouth-watering good looks, kim jongin is no ordinary boy. his exterior is cold, harsh, and vain. to any onlooker, to any ordinary eye, kim jongin is the epitome of icy perfection, whatnot with his monotonous glare and inflated swagger. his silent independence often deem the young teen to be haughty, in some cases even arrogant. kim jongin is prefers working alone, both at school and modeling — is he willingly so detached or had he been forced to adopt such a lonesome character? he is often found by himself — walking, reading, staring, doing anything really (is he a loner?). people wonder if he's so unapproachable that society has no other option than to admire from afar.

but dig even deeper past his thick skin, and you will find that kim jongin is not perfect. he is not a flamboyant super model; he is not assiduous; he is not vain, or haughty, or arrogant; and neither is he cool. kim jongin is one big, fat (methaphorically of course, because his body is just too fine to be fat), two-faced, lazy boy. had it been mentioned that he is not perfect, either? kim jongin is lazy, only keeping up his diligent repertoire to appeal to sponsors and superiors. but its fake and to be frank, kim jongin would rather much cuddle with his cat on a couch than model for anything anyday.  and his normally dead glare isn't at all what it's called to be a menacing glower — the poor boy's just got bags under his eyes and his eye lids droop a little; he's just fatigued, really — and all the time, at that. he is listless, so languid that had he not have any sponsors to impress, he would just be one big lump of laziness. and cool? kim jongin is not cool. for god sake's, he likes cats. he is in love with them; boy's gotta cat  himself, and it's named dubu. 

but as uncool and seemingly adorable his feline-adoration may be, kim jongin has a serious case. he's lonely. his reputation has been so highly built and so meticulously constructed that he no longer has the ability to befriend anybody without intimidating them. his facade of perfection and authority hinders in his way to be ordinary; and without typical air, kim jongin is not allowed to make friends. he's too scary, too intimidating, too perfect in everybody's eyes. nobody wants to be friends with jongin in fear of being compared to him. most avoid him because what any regular human wants to be on competitive terms with a demigod? on the outside, just like the two-faced creature he is, kim jongin is timeless; he never ages, and his abilitie never deteriorate. he keeps getting smarter, keeps getting fitter, more handsome, more perfect. but deep down, that mask diminishes into a lonesome boy looking for his place in an unknown friend's heart — he just wants to have a friend he can talk to, that is not a cat like dubu.

 

clubs: he isn't in many; it's not like he has time for them. kim jongin is really only in about one: photography club. it's not because he's interested in cameras or the profession — really, it just looks good since he is a model. and on the plus side, it makes him look even more like an expert in his expertise of modeling. but it's not like he participates. kim jongin rarely participates. he doesn't even know when the meetings are, or where they're held. but as long as it's on his transcript, then i mean i guess.

part-time jobs: kim jongin works as a model; often so in his work, kim jongin endorses highly renowned brands such as: calvin klein, ivy club, bean pole, and ti for men.

 

how they met: of course, yeseul has always known of kim jongin's existence. it just wasn't until a cold winter afternoon in december that her existence was made known to kim jongin himself. it was during winter break, and as other students utilized their time to go snowboard or ski, yeseul was stuck at the stupid coffee house — working. the hours were going by slow and her extended holiday hours were in no way easing yeseul's foul mood. by the time rush hour hit, yeseul's foul mood deteriorated into something indescribable — she was crabby and cantankerous, and to put it simply, wanted to shoot every living human in the face. however, she kept her civil smile and served the paying customers accordingly. and then he showed up. unannounced and unexpected, kim jongin strolls in through the doors; as expected, the teenage model garnered all undivided attention. and instead of waiting in line like a respectable samaritan, the snob decided to cut straight to the front with a gruff, "large zebra mocha. quickly."

despite her seething desire to sock kim jongin across that gorgeous face of his, her overpowering desire to ogle at his features instead refrained her from doing so. yeseul pouted but in a slight daze, she hurriedly punched in his order. she was surprised kim jongin drank such exquisite coffee, and was equally astonished that the crowd did not object to his self-acclaimed spot at the front of the line. as he scanned through his wallet, yeseul let slip unintentionally: "next time, can you wait in line like a civil and ordinary person?" she was as shocked as jongin was, but she wasn't as successful in hiding it as he. she wasn't sure whether or not jongin was ticked; but she did get her answer when he threw down a fifty dollar bill with a sneer. "im not civil, nor am i ordinary. keep the change." with a flick of his wrist, he snatched his drink from the hands of yeseul's coworker and left.

surprisingly, he returned repeatedly after that day. 

 

how they treat each other: it's rather hostile. jongin still keeps to himself and yeseul is still inredulous that jongin has such an accentuated ego. their relationship is strictly maintained on the professional level; she after all is his barista and he her customer. aside from that, they're classmates that don't even take note of each other – not like they would run into one another anyways. it's an every day routine between them that jongin would come in at exactly 4:30 PM on the weekdays to order his zebra mocha, and would be prompt at 9:00 AM on weekends to tend to his cafe au' lait cravings. yeseul would ring up his order, no questions asked aside from would you like whipped cream with that? and anything else? despite the fact that she knows yes, jongin loves whipped cream – extra, please – and that no, he does not want anything else.

however as he stops by more and more, conversations spark and soon, yeseul finds jongin discussng his line of work; on the stressful days of occassion – which normally falls upon fridays and saturdays for jongin – he would even go as far as discussing as to why he orders the cafe au' lait on weekends (because they're lighter on his stomach, if you were wondering), and about how he wishes his photographer, agent, and manager would learn to shut up because "a guy needs his space for alone-guy-time, y'know". needless to say, things get rather intriguing between the pair.

 

 

comments:

LOL I HOPE YOU DON'T HATE ME. i know jongin is such an overused character, but the second i saw the plot line, it screamed jongin. it was clawing at me and i swear i was gonna apply for kris or lee joon or something, but jongin was just ugh. okay. sorry i wrote you like an entire resume or essay or asdfghjkl; hellow. sorry i gave you a lot to read, pretty much but life ok. 

 

questions: nah.

 

scene requests:

ugh jongin's cat goes missing and he's just so emo that he orders black coffee every day. and yeseul picks up on it and asks him what's up and omg all the cliche and shoujo is making me scream.

it's later in the process of their relationship. maybe jongin is just so akshgkjds about life that he finally snaps and one day asks yeseul, as she is punching his order, "do you think i'm perfect?"

YOU CAN GET INSPIRATION FROM BAD BOY BY KFANFICTION, hng. that story hits me right in the kokoro ok.

 

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