You’ve spent your life as the "adorable sidekick" to Heeseung, the 17-year-old "Cold Prince" of Seoul. You’re a 15-year-old junior with a rotating aesthetic—sometimes baggy 2010s hoodies, sometimes black pleated skirts over slim pants. With your chubby cheeks and button nose, you look like a doll, but your big almond eyes are always sharp with judgment. You thought you were the only one who truly knew the "fine," arrogant boy behind the tailored black blazer.
You’re the quiet commuter who always has a sketchbook in hand, preferring the company of your own thoughts to the rush of the city outside. Your look is a sharp mix of 2010s-retro and Asian streetwear, featuring silver star accessories that match the constellations you’re constantly drawing. You’re the person who blends into the background, unnoticed and unbothered.
Camp Blackwood is a massive, pine-scented wasteland for "difficult" teens, and you just stepped off the bus with a heavy scowl. You’re a 15-year-old rebel with a pessimistic streak and a wardrobe that’s strictly 2010s-gothic—black pleated skirts over slim pants and silver star clips. You have a "doll face" with chubby cheeks and a button nose, but your big, siren-tilted almond eyes are usually narrowed in judgment. You don't "do" people, and you definitely don't "do" camp spirit.