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    full name
    wren adaline beaufort
    nickname
    none
    age
    seventeen
    gender
    female
    sexuality
    heterosexual
    date of birth
    july 25th
    place of birth
    medan, indonesia
    ethnicity
    indonesian , german
    role
    the loose canon
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    the specifics
    HEIGHT. 5 feet and 3 inches / 163 cms.
    WEIGHT. 51 kg / 112 lbs.
    HAIR. Jet black, silky and smooth. Wren once had very long hair that reached her elbows, but for the new term, she has cut it short, so it stops a little above her shoulders.
    EYES. Wren has lovely hazel coloured eyes, that seem to hold all the innocence in the world โ€” even when that's far from the truth.
    FACE CLAIM. Lulu Antariksa.


    a little more in depth
    BODY BUILD. Growing up, Wren was more on the skinny side, but as she hit puberty, her body developed more curves. Mixed with an active lifestyle, Wren now has a lean, athletic figure.
    DISTINGUISHING FEATURES. A defining feature of Wren's are her dimples โ€” ever present because she's almost always smiling. She also has been described to have long lashes and mesmerising eyes, which are great in the art of seduction, but it's not like she dabbles in that. Much.
    ATTIRE. Unlike most of the girls at Norfolk Academy, Wren isn't finicky about what she wears on an hourly basis. She prefers comfort over anything else, so, outside of her school uniform, she can be found wearing jeans or shorts with sweaters or simple tops. They're simple, but they're still the best that money can buy. Her parents wouldn't have it any other way.
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    enneagram type
    [ Type Seven : The Enthusiast ] Spontaneous, Versatile, Acquisitive, and Scattered. Each of those traits could easily be used to describe Wren. She thrives on spontaneity, and she loves an adrenaline rush. She's often hopping around to try various activities and partake in things she hasn't ever done before, and while many would argue that her behaviour is reckless and fickle because she changes her mind so quickly and has a tendency to be a little materialistic, but she likes to think that she's just willing to try anything and everything.


    positive traits
    [ CONFIDENT ] Wren is very confident when it comes to her capabilities. She knows what she can do, and she rarely speaks out unless she knows for a fact that she's right, because she'd rather not make a fool of herself. She carries herself boldly, even if she's caught in a lie. She's always been pretty good at using her words to get out of things, and her confidence hasn't failed her so far.

    [ FLAMBOYANT ] Wren's confidence certainly is an attractive quality, as well as her general energy about anything and everything. She usually treats everything with a large amount of enthusiasm, and it's a great trait to have when she needs to talk someone into doing something, or simply to persuade them.

    [ LOYAL ] Wren hasn't actually ever been in a serious relationship, because that kind of commitment is just a waste of time, in her opinion, but she's still very loyal when it comes to other things. Or rather, people. The friends she makes can always count on her for support, even if it means doing morally questionable things to back them up. You can bet that if you're Wren's friend, she'll easily help you bury a dead body. Provided she isn't the reason a person is dead in the first place.

    [ RESOURCEFUL ] Wren never finds herself in many tough situations, even with her reckless attitude toward things. This is primarily because she's pretty good at finding ways to overcome obstacles in a matter of seconds, using whatever is nearby, whether it be an actual, physical object or simply her words.

    [ AMBITIOUS ] Wren dreams big, and while many say that she needs to think more realistically, she believes that she can achieve all her goals, with enough determination, and she certainly has enough of that. Some of her ideas may seem outlandish and near impossible, but you can definitely bet that if there's anyone with even a shred of a chance of pulling it off, that person would be Wren.


    neutral traits
    [ SECRETIVE ] To most, Wren may seem like this innocent girl with no tricks up her sleeve, and that's only because she's become very good at hiding her true self and her real agendas. She doesn't share her plans with anyone she doesn't trust, and she can often raise a lot of suspicion with the way she answers questions with as little actual info as possible, but good luck trying to get anything out of her if you aren't a close friend.

    [ FLIRTY ] Even if she doesn't realise it sometimes โ€” which, let's be real, she always does โ€” Wren can be a very flirty person. While she's not looking for any kind of serious commitment, there is a certain thrill about everything that takes place before something can get serious. Not to mention, she has a way with words, so it's not very hard to find a willing candidate for a bit of a heated back and forth.

    [ IMPULSIVE ] Impulsive is Wren's middle name. She's always followed the philosophy of acting first and thinking later and it's done her well so far. Of course, there are a few negative highlights, but she likes to look at the glass as half full. Wren never officially decided that this was the way to go, though. It's just in her nature. She can't help but act according to whatever comes to her mind first, and it's better to ask for forgiveness than permission.


    negative traits
    [ MANIPULATIVE ] As already established, Wren is ambitious, and to achieve her goals, she may need to play a little dirty. She's certainly not above manipulation and extortion if it means getting a step closer to what she wants, and since she already knows how to use her words to the best of her abilities, being manipulative is almost somewhat second nature for her.

    [ RECKLESS ] With impulsiveness, comes recklessness, and there's no doubt that Wren is reckless. That might actually be putting it kindly. She can be accused of reckless endangerment, on many counts, and while it may not always be as serious as it sounds, she has a tendency to leave chaos in her wake โ€” all while remaining totally innocent, of course. To be suspected of anything at all is rare, and even if it happens, it's usually dismissed as an accident.

    [ STUBBORN ] Wren isn't used to making decisions since she usually does things on a whim, but when she sets her mind on something, it's very unlikely that she could be swayed. She also hates being told what to do, or that she can't do something, so she will often retaliate by doing the opposite, purely out of spite.

    [ DEMANDING ] Growing up with money has turned Wren into a slightly materialistic person, which is no surprise. She's used to getting what she wants, whether with money or by persuasion, so to be told she can't have something doesn't really sit well with her. She just expects people to give her what she wants, since it's worked for her so far.

    [ RESENTFUL ] Getting in Wren's bad books is not a good idea. She has a tendency to hold onto things, especially the bad things, and she holds a grudge like no other. She's not one to give second chances, and depending on how you'e betrayed her, she may even be out for some sweet revenge. And with Wren, that's never pretty.


    likes & dislikes
    LIKES. winter , cold weather , sweaters , hot chocolate , adrenaline rushes , new experiences , flirting , classic rock music , reading , literature , classic horror movies , singing , snow.

    DISLIKES. anything with coconut , bigots , liars , spiders , summer , high heels , flashy clothes , her parents , math class , being told what to do , her phone running out of charge.


    fears & ailments
    FEARS. Above all, Wren fears loneliness. Even though she can't commit to someone, she constantly has the need to have people around her or to talk to someone. Growing up with neglectful parents did a number on her, and even if she has a brother she feels like she can count on, she knows he won't always be around, and she also fears her behaviour might drive people away. Not that she's willing to change, of course. Aside from this, Wren also fears love, as a concept. She doesn't think she's ever experienced it, and so she doesn't believe it truly exists, which is why she prefers to indulge in flings, but the very idea of feeling something for someone is frightening for her because she believes it can only end in heartbreak.
    AILMENTS. Wren was diagnosed with ADD as a child.
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    infancy
    Wren wasn't born into a wealthy family. Not really. Her mother, Caitlin, was an architecture student who wanted to do some social work in Indonesia, which is where she met Wren's father, Nur, who happened to be in charge of a campaign that moved around to build houses for the poor. Her mother spent two years there, and in that span of time, the two indulged in a fling, which resulted in Wren being born, just a few months before Wren's mother was set to leave the country to return back to America. At first, things seemed okay. Caitlin made it seem like she was going to stick around, or help Nur move with her to America so they could raise the baby together, but one fine day, Nur found himself waking up to an empty bed and a crying baby, and Caitlin was nowhere to be found. That was the last that Nur had seen of her, and Wren was only four months old, so she remembers none of it.


    ages 4 - 7
    Years passed by and Wren was growing. Her father had tried to keep up with his campaigns, but ultimately decided to take up another job that offered more money, since he was looking out for two people now. He had nobody to help him, except for a kind, elderly lady who lived next door and offered to look after Wren while he was at work. It was a rough life, and he didn't have the best paying job, working on construction sites, but it paid something, which was all he could be grateful for. Wren started attending kindergarten eventually, and it's no secret that she often ended up causing some trouble โ€” not that she ever got in trouble for it herself, of course. It seemed like they could manage like this for a while, till Wren turned six and came home from kindergarten only to be given the news that her father had died from an accident on the construction site. Wren immediately went into foster care, which is where she remained until she was seven. That was when The beaufort's stepped in. They were a wealthy, English couple looking for a lost cause to boost their image. After hearing about Wren's story, they knew it would kill with the press, and so, almost immediately after they met her, Wren was adopted and taken back to the UK.


    ages 8 - 12
    Wren took some time to adjust, mainly because she was getting used to the language. She had begun to learn English, but she still had a long way to go, and so the Beaufort's hired a teacher to help her with it while at home. Aside from this, it was a major culture shock for her. Her bathroom alone was bigger than her entire house back in Indonesia, and she could have easily gotten lost in the mansion that the family lived in. And then there was their son. Callum Beaufort. Wren naturally shied away from contact because he was new, and nobody could just expect her to accept the fact that she now had a brother. They got off to a rocky start, mainly because it was clear that she didn't really belong there, but as time passed by, Wren settled in a little better. However, with adjustment to this new life, came the realisation that her adoption was purely a PR stunt, and as a result, she came to resent her adoptive parents a little, especially with the way they treated both her and Callum. In Jane and Tobias Beaufort's eyes, the kids were solely to lift their image as much as they could, and it didn't matter whether they were comfortable or not with all the things they were forced to do, or be.


    13 - present
    As Wren entered her teen years, her relationship with Callum developed, becoming a little stronger, since they both shared the same opinion of their parents. That isn't to say that they're the best of friends, because it's far from that, but Wren knows she cares for him, and she knows the feeling reciprocated, even if they both have funny ways of showing it. High school soon began and Wren, now adjusted to the life at home, and a fluent English speaker โ€” accent and all โ€” thrived in her surroundings. Both her and Callum were put into Norfolk Academy, since it's where both their parents attended, and Wren made friends quickly. With a natural charisma, and an exterior that's about as intimidating as a teddy bear, it wasn't hard to get to know people. As time passed, she began to explore her more rebellious side, often using her innocent demeanour to her advantage to stay out of serious trouble. Eventually, she took things to another level by dabbling in things that were illegal โ€” ahem, dealing drugs, ahem โ€” and nobody really suspects her of it. Nobody but the people she sells to, and she makes sure that they keep things on the down low. It's her final year at Norfolk Academy, and she should be staying out of trouble, but she's already addicted to the rush of adrenaline, so chances are that she'll continue with the dealing, the flings, the flirting, and probably something worse than all of those things.
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    nur sibarani ; biological father
    Up until his death, Wren had a good relationship with her father. They were close, with her being his only living blood relative. He never wanted a child so soon but since she was born, she became his whole world, and Wren knew nobody else she could rely on till the age of seven. His death certainly left a mark on her, and she may have some issues to deal with that she's instead repressed, but she often thinks about her father from time to time, and more than once, she's considered flying out to see where she was born.


    caitlin fischer ; biological mother
    Wren hardly remembers her biological mother since she was only four months old when the woman left and never came back. Wren has always been resentful of the fact that she just left her dad to fend for himself. She believes that, had she been around to help, it might have spared his life. Hell, they might not have even been stuck in poverty. Wren has not thought to track her down, though the idea of does swirl around in her thoughts from time to time.


    jane beaufort ; adoptive mother
    Wren isn't particularly fond of her adoptive mother. At first it was nice. She bought Wren anything she wanted and introduced her into this whole new world, but Wren soon came to despise that world full of prissy rich people who only cared about image. She caught on quickly to the fact that Jane was the one with the idea to adopt a child from a foreign country to boost the family's image in the media, and when Wren realised this, she quickly changed her attitude toward her so-called mother figure. Jane wasn't any different. The woman didn't have a loving bone in her body, at least not toward someone not born of her own blood.


    tobias beaufort ; adoptive father
    Tobias may be slightly better in Wren's eyes, if only because he's hardly around to treat Wren the way Jane does. Or maybe it's because he's busy doing the same very thing to Callum. As their only son, of course, there are high expectations, and both Jane and Tobias have pressured their children into meeting those standards. Wren isn't particularly fond of Tobias either but at least he gives her as much money as she asks for.


    callum beaufort ; adoptive brother
    Callum is perhaps the only person Wren actually cares about in their dysfunctional little family. It didn't start off very great, but as time passed, she came to realise that he's under just as much pressure from their parents, if not more due to being their biological son and their only son. The shared feelings they had toward their parents were what helped them bond, ultimately, and while there is definitely still a very clear sibling rivalry, they do rely on each other and look out for one another โ€” even if they have their own weird ways of doing so.
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    [div class=tag2]sofia de la cavallerรญa[/div]
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    [div class=tag2][ sof ] her preferred nickname - she is mainly addressed this by her close friends. [ fia , fee ] short abbreviations of her name which she was given as a young child, but now she prefers not to be called them.[/div]
    [div class=tag]age[/div]
    [div class=tag2]seventeen.[/div]
    [div class=tag]gender[/div]
    [div class=tag2]female.[/div]
    [div class=tag]sexuality[/div]
    [div class=tag2]heterosexual.[/div]
    [div class=tag]birth date[/div]
    [div class=tag2]january twenty-sixth.[/div]
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    [div class=tag2]madrid, spain.[/div]
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    [div class=tag2]spanish.[/div]
    [/div][/div][/div][/div] [div class="appContent appContent3" style="display: none;"][div class=twitter][div class=maintwitter][div class=twittericon][/div][div class=twitterbutton]following[/div][div class=notificationbell][/div] [div class=twitterun]sofia de la cavallerรญa[/div] [div class=twitterhandle]@ItsSof_2601[/div] [div class=twitterbio]norfolk student. made in madrid. [/div] [div class=twitterinfo] norfolk, england
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    [div class=tag2]golden and silky, sofia has straight hair that drops to her upper back. her hairstyle tends to change very frequently, however during school, she usually just wears it down.[/div]
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    [div class=tag2]sofia has soft hazel eyes infused with streaks of teal and orange, bordered with a thin circle of dark green.[/div]
    [div class=tag]skin[/div]
    [div class=tag2]blemish and acne free, with a special skin treatment and routine, sofia looks after her porcelain skin with plenty of care.[/div]
    [div class=tag]height[/div]
    [div class=tag2]sofia stands at 166cm / 5'4.5".[/div]
    [div class=tag]body build[/div]
    [div class=tag2]curvy in all the right places, sofia's body is in great condition due to her mother's strict dieting and exercise regimes; she is thin and toned and isn't afraid of flaunting it.[/div]
    [div class=tag]dist features[/div]
    [div class=tag2][ striking eyes ] piercing and intense, sofia's green eyes are the first feature to catch a passerby's attention. [ sharp , pointy nose ] sofia's small defined nose tends to stand out and is incredibly noticeable.[/div]
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    [div class=tag2]when sofia isn't wearing her school uniform, which tends to consist of her blazer, a white shirt underneath, short skirt and the school tie, she tends to keep up with the latest trends, no matter how expensive. she absolutely loves to accessorise her outfits; wearing purses, sunglasses, jewellery, pins, neckerchiefs, the whole lot. [ x , x , x , x ][/div]
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    [div class=tag2][ type one ; the reformer ] with a strong sense of right and wrong, sofia is incredibly conscientious. she is always striving to improve, but is highly afraid of making a mistake. well-organized and meticulous, she is always trying to maintain high standards and her rich image.[/div]
    [div class=tag]pos. traits[/div]
    [div class=tag2][ smart ] sofia has always had a curious mind since young. she is fascinated by everything and everything and is always keen on learning. but despite her intelligence, she often plays dumb to get what she wants which helps her when attempting to gain information. she is calculating; always considering the next step and what her best course of action should be. [ loyal ] loyalty runs through the cavallerรญa family. sofia is loyal to those who have shown loyalty to her, or those that she believes is worthy of her trust. though she has yet to be wrong by trusting those close to her, she is very careful about where she places her loyalty. her loyalty isn't too difficult to earn, but once won, it's even more difficult to lose. [ independant ] growing up as an only child, sofia has learned how to make her own decisions and rely on nobody but herself. that doesn't entirely mean that she doesn't enjoy having the company or advice of others; she just tends to put her own opinion before others when she wants to. though sometimes her decision isn't necessarily the best option, she still prefers to go her way. [ stoic ] sofia is quite reserved in nature, not speaking unless she deems it necessary. she has always been apathetic and it works in favour of how well she can control her feelings, not to give anything away. she keeps a level head in difficult situations, not letting other factors take control of her emotions. [ principled ] sofia's sense of responsibility and ethical behaviour is extraordinary. she will always, always try to do the right thing, which isn't necessarily always. if she's unable to prevent something bad from happening, she will feel terrible about it. though ironically, sofia always tends to find herself in a position where she can't help herself from doing something wrong despite being fully aware of it.[/div]
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    [div class=tag2][ mellow ] sofia is typically a very relaxed person. as stoic as she is, she rarely ever shows off when she is feeling upset or angry. the girl has simply mastered the arts of hiding her emotions during serious and intense situations. because of this, she tends to be incredibly cool-headed and that allows her to be the best at making decisions when under pressure. [ realistic ] sofia tends to have a good grip on the reality of situations and understand what can and cannot be done, which tends to be something that is practical and achievable. anything that resembles the actual truth about life. otherwise, she will shut down any belief in something that will most likely never happen or work out. [ perfectionist ] a habit that sofia picked up from her mother is her attention to detail. she is a perfectionist and everything has to be perfect for her to be satisfied; which can be annoying as she starts to nitpick when she's nervous about something. otherwise, she is incredibly poised and rarely lets things get to her.[/div]
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    [div class=tag2][ manipulative ] born to parents who gave her everything she wanted, sofia has the tendency to be quite manipulative. she knows what she wants, and she knows that she's going to get it. beware anyone who gets in the way of what she wants. [ prideful ] simply because of sofia's upbringing, she thinks excessively high of herself and is definitely not afraid of showing it. she can be a little arrogant about it and she simply will not admit weakness or accept criticism from anybody. she considers herself superior and it will always be that way. [ overthinker ] sadly, with intelligence comes a few downhills and one of those for sofia, is being a huge overthinker. she will constantly think about that one time she failed to do something over and over again, just to picture how it could have gone better. she will torture her mind about the things that has been done wrong and try to figure out why life isn't living up to her expectations. [ selfish ] the last person to give up or sacrifice anything would be sofia. it isn't hard to spot that she tends to only care about herself, and those that she holds close to her, but when it comes to anybody else - she does not bat an eye. if a ship was sinking, sofia would be the one to refuse to let anyone in her four person lifeboat. [ impatient ] sofia without a doubt has the tendency to get quickly irritated or annoyed when she doesn't get what she wants, or if she has to wait to get something that she wants. results are what she loves to see, and she expects to see them fast.[/div]
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    [div class=tag2]music, singing, car rides, cold weathers, confidence, salty pretzels, alcohol, baking, reading, travelling.[/div]
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    [div class=tag2]chocolate, waking up late, sports, coffee, tea, hospitals, nosy people, being bossed around, people invading her space, sweet snacks [she's a savoury person].[/div]
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    [div class=tag2]like any normal person, sofia is afraid that she'll be caught shoplifting, but the thrill of it excites her so much that she can't help doing it. alongside that, she also fears losing her high status and being treated any less.[/div]
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    [div class=tag2]sofia was born an only child on january twenty-sixth to aldo and beatriz de la cavallerรญa, raised in madrid, spain. before she came into the world, beatriz was a nurse, treating patients of all kinds. she met aldo one night during her shift; a young man who worked under a wealthy chief executive officer of a well-known company. the two could immediately agree that it was love at first sight and when aldo introduced her to the idea of living a rich and happy life, beatriz instantly said yes the moment he got down on one knee and proposed. aldo was just a simple businessman, working full-time, and although he was exceptional at his skills, he still had yet to reach his peak. he knew if he kept his head down and continued to devote his life to his work, then an opportunity would come and fill their life with plenty of money. and so it did. when the offer of owning his own business company in london, england was handed to him by his boss, he took it instantly. he packed his bags and moved straight away with his little family of three. as a child, sofia was shy and known to hide behind her father's leg if a stranger were to come too close. their move to london was no help due to the large change in culture and language barrier. however, she eventually grew out of her timidity and became brave and confident enough when her parents began to shower her in expensive clothing and cool gadgets that no other child had. she was "daddy's little girl", and was proud to wear that title. sofia eventually mastered the arts of speaking english and at fourteen years old, she enrolled into the prestigous norfolk private academy. her parents came to the conclusion that it was better for sofia to be surrounded by those of her status and norfolk was only three hours away, so if sofia wished to stay home over the weekend, she could. the one rule that the de la cavallerรญa's swore to follow was to work hard and maintain their status in society. this was engraved into sofia's head throughout her entire life, that now all she aims to be is rich and glamorous. little did she know that her family's spotlight was dimming and this rich life they worked so hard for was slowly going down the drown. that business her father owned? no longer his. until today, sofia and her parents have no idea who bought her father's shares, but it is known that they spent a large sum of money to steal her father's position. aldo still works under the same company, but with the lowest paycheck ever. they aren't entirely broke, but her father is incredibly strict on money.[/div]
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    [div class=tag2][ the parents ] sofia tends to have an on and off relationship with her parents, teo and beatriz de la cavallerรญa. growing up, they have taught her how not to stray away from her high status, but to maintain it as that is the only way to get through life. just like any rich family, they tend to stick together as one. afterall, her parents are all that she has and vice versa. [ victor houghton ] sofia and victor met sometime during summer via twitter. he lives in london, and although they have never interacted in real life, victor favours sofia and tends to send her money simply just to talk to her every once in a while. at first, she wasn't fond of the idea, but when money was thrown into the image, she couldn't say no. in other words, victor is sort of like her 'sugar daddy'.[/div]
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    ...the basics
    full name: francisco sinead cromwell nicknames: franco is by far the most common and the one he prefers, but he's also heard chico (acceptable), frank (gross), and san fran (meh) age: eighteen years old gender: cisgender male (he/him) sexuality: unabashedly bisexual date of birth: february 29th โ€” don't even start, he's heard all the jokes before place of birth: memphis, tennessee ethnicity: a cocktail of english, irish, spanish, and brazilian role: the lost cause
    ...the persona
    enneagram type: the individualist (type four). at his best, franco can be highly personal, self-revealing, and emotionally honest, capable of being both serious and funny; at his worst, he is tormented by self-contempt, self-reproachment, and self-hatred, all of which can manifest in destructive tendencies and escapist outlets understanding (+): for how brusque he might seem, you'd be surprised at how good of a listener he actually is, and how empathetic and considerate he can be regarding others' circumstances capable (+): there's never been something he wasn't able to do; considering he's never had a stable guardian figure in his life, it makes sense that he'd have to be competent by his own merit thick-skinned (+): i won't lie and say that he can't be irritable (because he definitely is a little easy to annoy on some days), but it's hard for any criticism or insult to really get to him observant (+): attentive to even the smallest of details, he's quick to notice things, especially when it comes to the behavior of the people around him loyal (+): it may be hard to get him to warm up to you, but this is one friend you'll never have to worry about being abandoned by โ€” he'll stick by you through thick and thin independent (ร˜): while, yes, he's more than capable of doing things on his own, his lone wolf shtick can get really inconvenient when he refuses to ask for help that he very obviously needs; he's remarkably reluctant to ask seek comfort or assistance from anyone protective (ร˜): both good and bad, since on the one hand, he will readily put himself between you and a threat, but on the other hand โ€” he'll readily put himself between you and a threat. he's consistently felt himself responsible for the safety of others even if they're complete strangers, and he has a history of defending others to his own detriment honest (ร˜): sure, this lends itself to him being a little uncomfortably blunt at times, but you'll never have to worry about deception on his part; at worst, he prefers to deflect as opposed to lie impetuous (-): impulsive and headstrong, he often acts before he thinks, guided by his heart more so than his head guarded (-): he's built walls around himself that he's very determined to keep intact sarcastic (-): just because he's honest doesn't mean he's not a smartass; he can be more than a little snarky if he wants to be mercurial (-): moody to an extreme, he can be extremely temperamental, seemingly content one moment and then unhappy and curt the next self-loathing (-): more than just a problem with low self-esteem, he is more often than not plagued by a visceral hatred for himself likes: card games, spicy foods, being able to step in to help someone, voices that are a little more lower-pitched, cool colors, the smell right after rain, horror movies, that feeling when a room's on the colder side but you're under a thick warm blanket, the sunrise, skipping stones on a lakedislikes: crowds, listening to music with earbuds, overly sweet drinks (but he's weirdly alright with sweet foods), posturing, weather that's too hot or too cold, the smell of alcohol, shoes, raised voices, being touched without warning, himself a lot of the time tbh fears: heights, the specific position of having his arms wrenched behind his back, that he'll never make it out and break the cycle of poverty he's trapped in right now, remaining unwanted (in any capacity) for the rest of his life ailments: persistent depressive disorder, deaf in his right ear
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    ...the looks
    hair: dark brown and unruly, with the top often flopping over his eyes if he doesn't push it back eyes: an unreadable blue, they're scored by strong brows and hooded lids skin: tan with warm, olive undertones height: six foot even body build: while not outrageously buff, he's lean muscle and particularly toned in the arms and legs distinguishing features: he sports an intricate quarter sleeve over his right shoulder and upper arm, and he bears a fair number of scars as remnants from unpleasant foster homes; otherwise, catch him with his rbf attire: he usually looks like he threw on the first thing he could find โ€” which is rarely untrue. he's always wearing dark or muted colors, and his go-to outfit would be a tank and a pair of broken-in jeans, but he'd never say no to a good hoodie. his clothes are ill-fitting and worn to the point that they alone give away his financial status faceclaim: david bywater
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    are you decent?
    not morally
    but i'm wearing pants, if that's what you're asking
    arthur cromwell: biological father whom he has no connection to and little memory of, although he distinctly remembers favoring his dad over his mom, even if only slightly beatriz ana cromwell nรฉe silva: biological mother whom he has no connection to and little memory of malcolm and rebecca riva: his best experience in the foster care system and the people he considers to be the closest he's ever had to real parents; being relocated devastated him thomas jameson maykis: a recent foster guardian, prone to violence and the cause of franco's partial deafness
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    ...backstory
    tw: depictions of abuse
    i.
    franco was six when his parents told him they'd come back and never did, which means that if he were a little older, he would be able to remember their faces, maybe, even if he hadn't known it'd be the last time he'd see them โ€” which means that if he were a little younger, he wouldn't have been able to remember the day at all, not the way he'd obliviously kissed them goodbye and then sat there waiting for hours for them to come home.
    they never did, which is how the story starts.
    his parents never came home, so days passed (who knows how many?) and then faceless men in suits came and told him he was getting a new family and tried to be gentle, as if there were any way to be gentle with news like that.
    ii.
    in the first few years afterwards, he would recite his parents' name to himself at night, as if in doing so, he could make them come back to him. and he slipped apologies in there too, mom i'm sorry i forgot to take off my shoes that one time and tracked mud all over your floor i'll never do it again please come back and dad i'm sorry i told you i didn't want to when you asked me if i wanted to play ball in the backyard i was just tired if you come back i'll say yes i promise.
    but it never worked, and now, if someone said "arthur cromwell" or "beatriz cromwell," he'd feel barely more connected to them than he would the names of strangers.
    he bounced from home to home, from family to family, staying with each maybe two months on average. he was six and then he was seven and then he was eight, so he was too old to cry. that was the only reason he didn't, even though he was six - seven - eight and desperately wanted a family to call his own.
    he remembers this viscerally: lying in a bed that was not his, under a blanket that was not his, wondering bitterly what was so wrong with him that not even his own parents wanted him.
    iii.
    when he was nine, fate put him with the rivas โ€” malcolm and rebecca riva, a couple in their early thirties who treated him like their son, not an inconvenient child dumped unceremoniously on their doorstep. they helped him decorate the room he was staying in and learned things about him like his favorite color (purple) and his favorite cereal (cinnamon toast crunch), and when february rolled around, they let him have two birthdays and cake on both: one on february 28th and one on march 1st.
    two months became four became eight became sixteen, and he loved them fiercely โ€” more fiercely, he imagines, than he love his own parents, because they left him before he was old enough to love anything with this kind of visceral intensity, and because they left him, which made him realize that he needed to love things before they decided he wasn't worth loving.
    he really thought this may have been the one. the family who would have taken him in for real, and francisco sinead riva sounded good. maybe even better than francisco sinead cromwell, even though that was a name he'd worn for over a decade.
    but that wasn't how things worked. he couldn't stay and they couldn't adopt him, because of things like minimum income threshold and other big words he didn't understand. so he was forced to leave, and the day that he had to go, malcolm and rebecca hugging him and crying and telling him that they would have, they would have, he had to believe them โ€”
    it broke his goddamn heart.
    iv.
    afterwards, franco developed a reputation for being trouble.
    he was belligerent and difficult at worst, cool and unresponsive at best. he made no attempts to connect with his foster families, no matter how nice they were, because the last thing he wanted was to love another family only to lose them all over again.
    it was harder to not love someone when they loved you, so he was difficult and that worked out better for everyone: he didn't give them a chance to love him, and in doing so, didn't give himself a chance to love him.
    a reinforcing cycle was what it was: his reputation meant that less families were willing to take him in, and because less families were willing to foster him, he chose to see that as a lower chance of being able to find a forever home and became even more unmanageable. and the smaller pool of willing foster homes meant that there was a higher frequency of him landing in unpleasant, unfriendly, or even blatantly unsafe and violent home situations โ€” but still, he considered it a lesser evil than letting a family in only to be torn away from them again.
    he knew, with an aching and bone-deep certainty, that he could not survive that twice.
    v.
    but despite his behavioral issues, he was always remarkably protective of the other foster children he came into contact with, and this didn't fade as he grew older. if anything, it intensified.
    when he was thirteen, he landed in a foster home that chronically underfed the children under their care. he'd often split his food with them, waving off concerns with "i'm fifteen and more grown up โ€” look at you, you're still growing." which wasn't a lie, because he was fifteen and was more grown up, and they were still growing, so he was being honest even if his implication wasn't exactly truthful. and, more often than not, the kids were too hungry to keep on pushing.
    one night, a younger child โ€” ernie-short-for-ernest โ€” snuck to the kitchen to get some extra food, because he'd fallen asleep and missed dinner that day, no that there was much to miss. when the theft was discovered the morning after, the children were herded off to the kitchen, single file. "who did this?" the man demanded. "what, we don't give you enough, is that it, you ungrateful fuckers?" and out of the corner of his eye, franco could see ernie turning white with fear.
    "i'll ask one more time, and if no one steps up, then everyone's getting punished โ€” who did this?" and the man was so angry spittle flew from his lips and a vein throbbed in his forehead, and ernie looked about two seconds away from passing out, so franco didn't even think before he said, "it was me."
    the man's gaze cut to him, enraged, and the others were sent back up. downstairs, franco tried very hard not to cry out, bit his lip so hard it bled.
    that night, ernie said timidly, "i'm sorry," and franco mustered a smile.
    "about what? he has noodle arms, anyway," and felt gratified when ernie laughed tearfully. franco didn't tell him that he had to sleep on his side, because lying down on his back hurt so badly he felt like he was dying.
    vi.
    there were better ones than that โ€” most were better. he didn't know if he'd still be here if they weren't.
    but having nowhere to go wasn't a reason to stay. he'd been wanting to get out for a while now, and by get out he meant not just out of whatever house or neighborhood he was in, but out of this kind of life. he wanted to go to sleep and not be afraid that he'd wake up in a different home. he wanted to be able to call something his.
    norfolk opened their arms to him, and while it wasn't perfect โ€” far from it, especially on those days when he felt like some kind of open wound, raw and ugly and standing out starkly in the rest of the polished student body โ€” it was, for the first time, something that was his.
    vii.
    that foster home from when he was thirteen held the title for his worst experience for a long, long while after, thank god. because it was awful, but at least it was the worst one, and there weren't any worse experiences.
    that changed when he was sixteen. norfolk was out for the summer and he'd just moved into a home that had taken in two other children beside him. their names were charlotte and ricardo, and they were aged ten and twelve, respectively. when the parents were sober, things were fine โ€” yes, a little tense and awkward, and he could never stand to be in a room alone with either adult for more than a minute, but overall it was tolerable. he could deal, at least for a little while longer until the school year reconvened.
    but thomas maykis had a habit of drinking and getting drunk, and when he got drunk, he got angry.
    it was a delicate balance that franco had to learn: how to push thomas' buttons enough so that he could take on the brunt of the outburst, but not so much that it would spill over to charlotte and ricardo. for someone so physically formidable, thomas was lazy at best and only ever had the energy for one tantrum at a time, even intoxicated and furious โ€” so for the most part, it worked out.
    but one day franco โ€” god, he couldn't even remember where he was, only knew that he was out somewhere โ€” came home to see thomas getting aggressive with ricky, the boy backed fearfully into a corner, and he didn't even have to think before interjecting himself between the two. he shouted furiously, "what the fuck do you think you're doing, he's twelve โ€” "
    but he was sixteen, smaller and thinner and overall weaker than thomas was, and he grappled the best he could but in the end thomas wrenched both his arms behind his back and forced him to the ground. "what did you say?" thomas slurred, and when franco didn't respond he tightened his grip. franco bit his tongue against a grunt of pain, but thomas was adamant, slurred, "what did you fucking say?"
    franco, impudent and foolhardy and lacking in any kind of self-preservation, spat, "you absolute asshole."
    and that was that, because although he couldn't see it he could feel the rage contorting thomas' features into something demonic, and he barely had time to brace himself before his head was slammed into the railing. pain exploded on the side of his skull, and for all his restraint in keeping quiet, it hurt so bad he howled with it.
    later they would tell him that the angle was unfortunate, that it was irreparable, that he'd likely never hear out of that ear again. they would tell him that they were sorry, that the matkis family were never cut out to foster children, that they would move him immediately, but the damage would already be done.
    ...miscellaneous
    terrible liar: he unconsciously tugs on his right earlobe when lying, which โ€” as far as tells go โ€” is really fucking obvious cracks his knuckles: absently does so, more to soothe himself than for intimidation purposes happy birthday: had it not been on such a memorable date, he would've likely forgotten his birthday by now. he hasn't so much as celebrated it for years, because the instability of his living conditions makes it kinda hard to do so (and, you know, leap year and all) ex-bilingual: he used to be able to understand and even speak portuguese (having picked it up from his mother, as far as he can tell), but he's long since lost the language insomniac: he has chronic struggles with falling asleep and is probably a terrible person to dorm with talk your ear off: one of his least favorite thing in the world is having someone sneak up on him from his right side, where he can't hear immune system of steel: rarely ever gets sick, but it's absolutely brutal when he does
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    FREYA
    โ if you're sad, add more lipstick and attack. โž
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    [div class=tag]name.
    freya margaret boulay
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    [div class=tag]nickname.
    frey | cherry bomb
    [div class=tag]age.[/div] seventeen
    [div class=tag]d.o.b.[/div] february 6th
    [div class=tag]p.o.b.[/div] toulouse, france
    [div class=tag]gender.[/div] female
    [div class=tag]sexuality.[/div] bisexual swaying towards being a lesbian
    [div class=tag]ethnicity.[/div] french
    [div class=tag]role.[/div] the vixen
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    [div class=tag]hair color.
    brown(natural) | blonde(dyed)
    [div class=tag]eye color.[/div] emerald green
    [div class=tag]skin color.[/div] ivory white
    [div class=tag]height.[/div] five foot four inches
    [div class=tag]build|body type.[/div] hour-glass ectomorph
    [div class=tag]distinguishing features|markings.[/div] coral lipstick | bright eyes | cherry tattoo on inner right forearm | black beret
    [div class=tag]typical clothing.[/div] this | this | this
    [div class=tag]faceclaim.[/div] sabrina carpenter
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    [div class=tag]enneagram type.
    the enthusiast ; ennegram type 7
    [div class=tag]positive traits.[/div] social-butterfly:: never one to shy from a conversation | enthusiastic:: having a positive outlook on the world is extremely important to her, causing her enthusiasm to drip through her veins | vivacious:: she is extremely full-of-life which causes her attraction from others to heighten| witty:: quick and clever with her words at the perfect moments | persuasive:: can make a compelling argument in a matter of moments
    [div class=tag]neutral traits.[/div] emotional:: let's her emotions get the best of her | sarcastic:: sometimes her humor can come across harsh, but she means it in the lightest way| stubborn:: stubborn as a mule, it is hard to change this girls mind once she has it set
    [div class=tag]negative traits.[/div] assertive:: she does not take a back seat, she is not afraid to speak her mind to get things done | compulsive:: no, she doesn't need that new shade of coral lipstick but she will get it | distractible:: unable to do too many things at once without being distracted | impatient:: has a bad tendency to get snippy when things aren't going fast enough | provocative:: has a habit of being sexually alluring without meaning to be even while talking
    [div class=tag]likes.[/div] fun-colored lipstick | cardigans | rabbits | kissing | hot baths | drive-in movies
    [div class=tag]dislikes.[/div] most vegetables | ferris wheels | mathematical equations | grape flavored anything
    [div class=tag]fears.[/div] fish | bad botox | going blind
    [div class=tag]ailments.[/div] mild case of insomnia | OCD
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    [div class=tag]backstory.
    freya was the result of too many glasses of wine on a family vacation in venice, italy. she grew up in a large home in toulouse, france with her father, rafael, mother , adele, and older sister, stella. she was born at twenty-five weeks making her premature with a 50/50 chance of living, however the girl had a strong will to push through and was able to leave the nicu in two short months. being a traumatic experience for both her mother and father, freya grew up with the world in her hands. getting whatever she wanted whenever she wanted.
    her father had gotten a head position as one of the top lawyers in a firm located in norfolk country when she was fourteen. her family was uprooted due to the job and moved to the area. the spoiled girl had made a name for herself in the area, known as a little cherry bomb. her quick tongue and bashful ways attracted men and women, making her one of the most lusted for girls in norfolk. loosing her virginity at the young age of thirteen, freya realized her immense desire for love and affection causing her reasoning behind sex to grow.
    when she reached high school, her sexcapades only grew to a higher standard...that was until she fell hard for her english teacher, kenneth leroy. her days of casual sex had diminished as she focused on her new love for english kenneth. on october 14th, the girl had confessed her feelings to kenneth in a poem she wrote for his after school poetry club. his feelings had been reciprocated, once the club had ended she was bent over the desk. kenneth and freya's relationship lasted two years, from the beginning of sophomore year to the end of junior year due to almost being caught in the girls locker room.
    swearing off men due to a broken heart, freya has a new found interest in women prospects. as senior year approaches, freya is determined to make the most of it. she plans on screwing who she wants when she wants and nothing was going to change that.
    [div class=tag]significant relationships.[/div] father:: rafael boulay (52) | mother:: adele boulay (48) | sister:: stella boulay (20) | ex-boyfriend/teacher:: kenneth leroy (26)
    [div class=tag]secrets.[/div] was able to talk her father into letting her get botox injections in her lips when she was fourteen. now she has the most luscious lips in the school.
    [div class=tag]theme song.[/div] mother's daughter | miley cyrus [/div] [/div] [/div][/div] [/div] [/div]
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  • callum beaufort

    different color, my passport
    instagram my stack load
    hashtag my day wear,
    your girl drank my day care
    And I'm born rich, life ain't fair, it's silver spoon coon, ho

    ain't nobody sicker in my Fisker, โ€œvroom-vroom,โ€ ho
    ain't nobodyโ€”
    (fiskers don't make noise when they start up, just so you know)

    top of the holy totem
    ri-ri-ri-rich forever, a million was not the quota
    my father owned half the MoMA and did it with no diploma.

    THEGolden Boy

    about

    "BUT REALLY, ARE YOU EATIN' THO?"

    Name: Callum Alexander Beaufort
    Nickname: Cal, Beau, Beaufort
    Age: Eighteen
    D.O.B: September 4th
    P.O.B. London, England
    Gender: Male
    Sexuality: Heterosexual Homosexual
    Ethnicity: Caucasian
    Role: The Golden Boy

    persona

    "RICH KID, ASSHOLE, PAINT ME AS A VILLIAN"

    Likes: Football, shooter games, mathematics, Indian food, public speaking, adrenaline, expensive clothes, sports cars.
    Dislikes: History, peanut butter, creatively writing, horror movies, grime, turtlenecks, vacations (he never really gets to do what he wants on them), 2-in-1 shampoo and conditioner.
    Quirks: Most of Cal's quirks and bad habits have been crushed before they could really form. His only expression of frustration or exasperation is the way he absentmindedly runs his hand through his floppy hair.
    Fears: Above all, Callum is afraid of failure. More specifically, of appearing like a failure in the eyes of his parents. It takes a lot to cut him deeply; getting a B on a test or losing a football match isn't going to ruin his worldview; It's only when his parents look at him with disappointment that he feels completely hopeless.
    Enneagram: The Achiever (3)

    "I'M DOIN' ME BETTER THAN I'M DOIN YOU"

    //. THE GOOD

    Confident: Would you expect anything different from a kid like this? Modesty just isnโ€™t on Callumโ€™s radar. As a star player and the schoolโ€™s pride and joy, Cal is pretty proud of what heโ€™s accomplished. Youโ€™re not likely to see him downplaying his achievements โ€“ โ€œhumbleโ€ and โ€œrich kidโ€ rarely go hand in hand. However, that doesnโ€™t mean heโ€™s a braggart. Callumโ€™s just the kind of guy who doesnโ€™t need compliments to feel good about himself; even if he doesnโ€™t mind receiving them.
    Determined: A natural leader. Though he rarely encounters it, Callum is the type of person who pushes through failure. On the field, heโ€™s the one who fights through early-game losses with a vicious determination to succeed. While some kinds of failure are more disastrous than others, he tends to not be a pessimist and works surprisingly well under pressure.
    Charismatic: Cal has a way with people. A way with making people feel heard; wanted. As a charming, handsome man, he easily falls into the leadership role in school and athletics. Approachable, persuasive, desirable... Callum may have his family line to thank for his popularity, but it's very likely he'd be loved without riches: as long as he has his silky-smooth voice to accompany him.
    Athletic: A given, considering Calโ€™s long history with sports. Athletics is essentially an obligation within the Beaufort family โ€“ in order to be well-rounded, one must be physically superior to others. With his mother, itโ€™s yoga and liquid diets; with his father, itโ€™s a lifetime of casual cricket and nicotine. Football, in many ways, is Calโ€™s solace, even if itโ€™s a necessity; though he has always been imbued with excellent stamina and passion for pushing his body to its limits.
    Observant: Cal may not be the most academically gifted, but heโ€™s far from oblivious. In fact, being aware of oneโ€™s surroundings is important to succeeding socially. Callum is very social awareness, and is generally on top of the schoolโ€™s daily goings-on. Heโ€™s not a gossip, mind you โ€“ but heโ€™s also rarely surprised about the gossip that heads his way.

    //. THE BAD

    High-Spirited: Maybe itโ€™s his home life; maybe itโ€™s Maybelline. Depression and sullenness are the last emotions you can expect Callum to display. In his mind, itโ€™s just easier to always be upbeat and approachable, even if itโ€™s not legitimate happiness.
    Competitive: Callum is someone who plays to win. Success has always come easily to this rich, attractive young man โ€“ but that makes his desire to surpass others even stronger. When someone comes along and shows him up, the gnawing twinge of jealousy becomes difficult for Cal to ignore. However, rather than expressing such a feeling in an image-damaging way, he channels it into playful competitiveness.
    Connected: What wealthy teenager doesnโ€™t have connections? With a politically and economically involved family, Cal has easy access to many of the worldโ€™s best resources. His future is a path is essentially lined with gold - not his own gold, mind you. Purely for the virtue of his family name, heโ€™ll never have to prove his own abilities in order to make it in the world. People may give him shit for not succeeding on his own, but he doesn't mind. The world is full of shortcuts - why not use them if you have the means?

    //. THE UGLY

    Arrogant: Though he is able to suppress it well, Callum thinks very, very highly of himself โ€“ especially in comparison to others. While thereโ€™s no one like family to make you feel bad about yourself, itโ€™s when heโ€™s at school that he feels like Godโ€™s gift to the Earth. Because, really, who at that school is really worth comparing himself to?
    Materialistic: A predictable result of affluenza. People may say that money canโ€™t buy happiness, but Callum begs to differ. Money buys happiness because money buys things. Expensive, quality things. The sort of things that he can compare to othersโ€™ less-nice, mediocre things.
    Elitist: Even though Cal is an approachable, amicable member of his school, he canโ€™t (or wonโ€™t) do anything about his internal, snobbish monologue. Heโ€™s not a bully โ€“ youโ€™re about as likely to see him bullying as you are to see him at an Abstinence Club meeting โ€“ but he canโ€™t help but feel more important than those of lower classes. Part of him doesnโ€™t mind, either. People say money can't buy happiness because they don't want to believe they're missing out. Cal begs to differ.
    Insensitive: Callum isnโ€™t the world's most empathetic person. Having grown up as an elite, he has a difficult time identifying with those of โ€œlesser meansโ€, and that can translate to a sometimes-poor understanding of othersโ€™ emotions. If a friend rants to him about not being able to afford an event or an object, heโ€™s confused, albeit quick to offer them money (thinking heโ€™s doing the right thing), but doesnโ€™t realize how demeaned it makes others feel. Itโ€™s a product of an upbringing where compassion was not a priority.
    Insincere: Plain and simple, keeping the peace is easier than being honest. Whether or not he means it, Callum is friendly and easy to get along with. Even if he absolutely despises a person, he believes that just putting up with petty annoyance is better for his image (and for his relationships with his peers) in the long run. That isn't to say he's a sociopath with no care for others' emotions - he does truly care for his friends. Itโ€™s simply better to be a sponge- soaking up all the things he wants to say but believes he shouldnโ€™t.

    appearance

    "Y'ALL FUCK BOYS LIKE SOCRATES"

    Hair: Floppy, chestnut-brown locks that droop into his eyes when he goes too long without a haircut. Like many boys his age; Calโ€™s normal haircut is long up top, and short on the sides.
    Eyes: Lake-shore blue. Clear sky blue. Antique china blue. Calโ€™s eyes are bright and clear, like the waters outside his familyโ€™s summer home in Barcelona. Small wrinkles corner his thick-lashed lids from years of carrying a million-dollar smile.
    Skin: Calโ€™s skin is largely flawless โ€“ though his peers argue if itโ€™s natural or if his family just has too much money to throw at dermatologists. Due to his rigorous football schedule, his skin is olive-toned, marked with tan lines from his many days spent practicing outside. Another indicator of a life spent outdoors is the smattering of freckles upon his high cheeks, which cross the bridge of his nose like faint specks of paint.
    Height: 6' 3"
    Build: Lithe, but very in shape. When youโ€™re a star athlete, every day is gym day. Heโ€™s fairly slim in comparison to, say, a Rugby player โ€“ but Calโ€™s body is toned and muscular; perfect for the running required in his sport. His arms are particularly well-maintained.
    Dist. Features: Callum is the kind of guy that any girl would have to look at twice. With sultry eyes, a cheeky grin, and a jaw that could cut steel: Callum has few โ€œdistinctโ€ features. His whole look is what makes him distinct. Want to find him in a crowd? Look for a modern Adonis.
    Attire:
    Faceclaim:
    Froy Gutierrez
    history

    "I DON'T GIVE A โ€” ABOUT MY FAMILY NAME"

    โ™• September 4th, 2001. Jane Beaufort screams in pain, the wails echoing past the brick walls of their townhouse. Tobias Beaufort, her faithful husband of three years, waits anxiously in the hallway. Thankfully, the birth is successful - despite the holistic, medicine-free approach the couple had decided to take. The sun sets on the happy couple, a baby boy cradled in Jane's thin, sweaty arms. Welcome to the world, Callum Alexander.
    โ™• Callum Alexander Beaufort may be the son of a rich couple, but as an infant, he has little care for invisible riches and quality goods. He loves his cotton blend blanket, his plastic and loud toys, and his nanny. Though Jane spent most of Callum's early infancy doting over him endlessly, glowing with maternal pride; late, cry-filled nights and insatiable hunger quickly shut down her high expectations of motherhood. Instead, he was raised by a soft-faced older woman named Dorothy. Cal's first word, 'Dorty!', is her best-kept secret.
    โ™• There simply no way that Callum could've grown up humble. From an early age, he's showered with gifts from extended families and his parents make their wealth - his wealth - inseparable from their daily lives. They don't spend summer days going to the water park; they take a flight to Barcelona for a few days. Cal grows up knowing full well that his desires come after the public image of the family - even as a four-year-old, he learns swiftly how to bottle his emotions.
    โ™• He begins playing football, or soccer, at the age of six. Though he's not particularly good (What six year old is?), he's dedicated and loves the feeling of the wind through his hair. With seemingly endless stamina, he practices enough to be decent, and alongside the help of private coaches, he makes it clear that football is his passion. More important than that: his parents make it clear that he doesn't have a choice. His destiny - and his family's image - rides on the idea of a little football star-to-be.
    โ™• He's on the cusp of his eighth birthday when his parents bring him an unexpected gift. A sister. But this gift is no baby, nor a swollen tummy; she's instead a seven-year-old girl, old enough to read and write, and old enough to know that something wasn't right. Callum remembers thinking "What a bad birthday gift. What am I supposed to do with her?" In retrospect, he would take that thought back if he could. He never could have expected the partners-in-crime they would've become.
    โ™• As children, the two new siblings would soon find solace in their solidarity against Jane and Tobias' high expectations. Wren, the darker-skinned girl he now called 'sis', was quick and fun, and her extreme confidence seemed to rival his own. Of course, they butted heads, but Callum found himself to consider her a friend despite their differences. Nevertheless, they had their bouts of strife like anyone else. Sibling rivalry is just as standard even if you aren't related, though Callum had, and still has, a difficult time understanding her critiques of his selfishness and elitism.
    โ™• Callum is 14 years old when he starts to notice other boys in a way he can't put his finger on. In a way that makes his throat tighten and his chest feel weightless. He says to Dorothy, "Why do I feel this way? Am I sick?" And she laughs. Sounds like you have a friend-crush. A friend crush. A desire to become closer with a boy he deems 'cool'. That's all he chalks it up to. Admiration can be platonic, of course. Callum chooses to ignore the way his heart jumps to his throat when his teammate Arthur acknowledges him.
    โ™• High school is easy when you're a Beaufort. Callum didn't doubt it would be; Though middle school isn't quite the same popularity contest, he never had a difficult time navigating his school's social circles. Puberty was kind to him, and coupled with his rigorous athletic schedule, he grew into a very attractive young man. He communicated easily with teachers, easily fit in at the pre-games and weekend parties of his peers, was the MVP of his football team, and had girls pining after him in excess.
    โ™• He even dated a few of those girls - for varying lengths of time, of course, but none for more than a month or two. No matter how objectively beautiful they were (or how hell-bent they were on pleasing him), he just found himself uninterested in them on a sexual level. They simply took up too much time without being worth the effort. Callum wasn't sure if he was ever going to feel that 'spark'. If he'd ever feel the warm flush that men and women discussed having when they kissed one another. Until he met that boy at an otherwise uneventful afterparty.
    โ™• So much for friend-crushes.

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    • sarcastic
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    [div class="loveSubheader"]positive traits[/div] - clever: self explanatory. kodi is incredibly clever, able to manipulate others and worm his way out of things. he doesn't want to do something? you can bet that he won't be doing it. he also was clever enough to work the system and make money off of his brains.

    - brilliant: again, self explanatory. he's one of the smartest in the class, if not, the school as a whole. he aces quizzes, tests and exams without even really trying, without studying for it. his whole family is brilliant, this is nothing new.

    - sarcastic: some may view this as a negative trait, however, kodi thinks it's a positive. sarcasm is used 24/7, and he doesn't know how to not use it.

    - hardy: yes, he's smart. we all know that. but with that comes the mean nicknames. they used to really bother kodi but he has since learned to brush them off, ignore them and overcome them.

    - determined: kodi is determined to remain at the top of the class, however, he won't step on others in order to do so. instead, he'll just beat them in grades.



    [div class="loveSubheader"]neutral traits[/div] - sense of humor: kodi is actually very funny and has a great sense of humor, however, it often gets overshadowed by his excessive use of sarcasm. want to hear a good dad joke? he's your guy.

    - lack of a filter: he sort of justโ€ฆ say's the first thing that comes to mind without really hesitating and often offends whoever he's speaking to.

    - loyal: he's incredibly loyal to his family and the friends that he's managed to make.

    [div class="loveSubheader"]negative traits[/div] - impatient: patience and kodi have never gotten along. he wants things to happen right away and when they donโ€™t, he gets pissed.

    - stubborn: he has a strong sense of morals and hardly ever strays away from them. if he feels strongly about something or someone, he wonโ€™t change his opinion.

    - impulsive: kodi just does things without hesitation. if he wants it or just thinks itโ€™s a good idea at the time, heโ€™ll do it, no questions asked.

    - arrogant: yep. kodi is quite arrogant. even though he doesn't exactly go on broadcasting his brains and intelligence, he thinks he's amazing just because he can ace tests without studying for them.

    - distrusting: due to pastโ€ฆ events, kodi does not trust easily and tends to think people are always out to do the worst. it takes a while for him to trust and warm up to people.

    [div class="loveSubheader"]likes[/div] - donuts: theyโ€™re his favorite desert, okay? sue him.

    - sunshine: kodi thrives in the sun. itโ€™s when heโ€™s happiest. overcast and rainy = miserable boy.

    - comedy and action movies: he really doesnโ€™t enjoy romance movies, at all. and horror? no thanks. none for kodi.

    - music: heโ€™s constantly listening to music, especially edm, and it would be rare for him not to be seen with headphones in. in fact, he loves music so much that he is considering making a career in it. not as an artist but maybe as an agent or even an entertainment lawyer.

    - the law: not necessarily abiding by it (because letโ€™s face it, selling test answers is not legal at all), but how itโ€™s made and upheld is fascinating to him. heโ€™s also good at arguing and defending his points of view so becoming a lawyer is definitely on the cards.

    - dogs: kodi absolutely loves dogs and would adopt 100 of them if he could. the more, the merrier.

    - the beach: if he could live on the beach he would. he spends hours there every day during the summer, and when school starts and he can no longer go, he becomes sad.

    [div class="loveSubheader"]dislikes[/div] - slow walkers: this is probably kodiโ€™s biggest dislike and pet peeves. seriously, walk faster. youโ€™re taking up the whole sidewalk. if someone is walking slow, he will crowd their space until they move faster.

    - cats: he is definitely not a cat person, not at all. he just thinks theyโ€™re loud and annoying and much prefers dogs.

    - coconut: so coconut milk isnโ€™t that bad, but shredded coconut and coconut flakes? no thanks.

    - people who think theyโ€™re hot shit: yeah, he thinks he himself is hot shit, but that's only because he's smart and doesn't have to study. he absolutely loathes people who think theyโ€™re everything because they have money or have lots of social media followers.

    - pineapples and mangoes: kodi likes most fruits, just not those two.

    - being taken advantage of: hates when people try to take advantage of him and his intelligence. heโ€™ll give you the answers if he wants to, okay? get on his bad side and heโ€™ll start blackmailing.

    [div class="loveSubheader"]fears[/div] - losing the support of his family: his family means everything to him and he doesnโ€™t want to lose them.

    - clowns: they just really creep him out.

    - dolls: the unblinking eyes and immobile bodies and faces scare the living daylights out of him. ever looked at one in the dark?

    - fire: heโ€™s not afraid of like bonfires or fires from lighters or anything, but out of control fires? yep.

    [div class="loveSubheader"]ailments[/div] he broke his collar bone at age 11 in a skiing accident. he made a full recovery however, the bone didn't heal quite right and now there's a small lump on his right shoulder that is not on his left. and sometimes, when he runs and/or plays lacrosse, it aches and he has to stop.



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    kodi was born on march 30, 2002 at 5:26pm in boston, massachusetts. from the moment he was born, he was his parents pride and joy. no, he wasnโ€™t spoiled, they just pampered and fawned over him. constantly. he didnโ€™t mind it as a toddler and child but when he got older, it became suffocating.

    he first showed promise of being just as brilliant as his parents and sister at a very, very young age. he began crawling and talking way before other babies did. when he entered elementary school, he was placed in accelerated courses since his math and reading was well beyond the level that his classmates were at. though his parents had the option to enroll him in the grade above his, they chose to keep him with his peers/age group, something kodi was immensely grateful for later on.

    middle school was a different story since he was taking 7th and 8th grade level courses in 6th grade. he tried his best to hide this fact, but it proved very hard to keep a secret and kodi was ridiculed for it. it hit hard at first and there were days he skipped school pretending to be sick in order to avoid the torment. but then one day, he decided heโ€™d had enough and wanted to toughen up both physically and mentally.

    so, kodi enrolled himself in club sports. he played soccer in the fall, skied and swam in the winter and played lacrosse in the spring. soccer and lacrosse appeared to be his calling, however, and he dropped the winter sports in order to focus on the other two. the grueling training and endurance he faced during practice and games toughened him up physically for sure, but also mentally. he gained the can do mindset.

    the can do mindset stuck with him when he returned to school since he went in with the attitude โ€œi can ignore the wordsโ€ and โ€œi can fight backโ€. and fight back he did. no, he didnโ€™t fight back physically, but he did verbally. he shot the bullies down with acid and venom infused words, halting their speech right in its tracks. and ever since then, the rest of middle school was a breeze.

    the beginning of eighth grade came and went and before he knew it, the year was already over and it was time to look for high schools. kodi knew he had to make his parents proud. well, he didnโ€™t have to, but he wanted to. his parents were both brilliant, meeting at a restaurant while his father was pursuing his j.d. at harvard and his mother was still in undergrad at mit. so yeah, he needed to go to a good high school and an even better university.

    his sister went to norfolk private academy before getting accepted into the pre-veterinary program at university of cambridge, so kodi decided heโ€™d check out norfolk for himself without any idea of what it would be like. he expected to not like it at all but was pleasantly surprised at how much he did, in fact, like it. so, he applied and got in, not that anyone was surprised.

    time flew by as it usually does, one second he was graduating 8th grade and the next, he was jetting across the atlantic to begin school at norfolk. it wasnโ€™t as bad, the teasing. sure, people still poked fun at him for being a genius and called him names behind his back, but it wasnโ€™t as bad as it had been in middle school. plus, kodi was much stronger than he had been back then. that, and he decided to use his smarts to his advantage and would sell answers to tests heโ€™d already taken. what? a little extra money never hurt.

    safe to say he was doing his parents proud so far, but now, it's time to think about where to go for university. yikes.

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    jamison healy - father, 50. graduated from harvard law with a j.d. in law and government. is now lieutenant governor of the state.
    margot healy - mother, 46. graduated from mit with an m.s. in environmental engineering and now works for aecom
    sienna healy - sister, 20. currently studying/majoring in veterinary medicine at university of cambridge in cambridge, uk [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class="lovePage pageFour"] [div class="pageFourFlex"] [div class="pageFourInfo"] [div class="loveInfoBox"] [div class="loveInfoTitle"]enneagram type[/div] [div class="loveInfoText"]
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    Olivia Van Doren
    "It don't matter if you love me or hate me, you're obsessed with me."
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    Liv, Livie.
    [div class=tag]age.[/div] 17
    [div class=tag]d.o.b.[/div] October 30th
    [div class=tag]p.o.b.[/div] London, England.
    [div class=tag]Ethnicity.[/div] English-Columbian
    [div class=tag]gender.[/div] Female
    [div class=tag]sexuality.[/div] Bisexual?
    [div class=tag]role[/div] The Prima Donna [/div] [/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents2"]
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    The Challenger, Enneagram type 8.
    [div class=tag]hair.[/div] Black
    [div class=tag]eyes.[/div] Hazel
    [div class=tag]skin.[/div] Fair
    [div class=tag]height.[/div] 5'0
    [div class=tag]body build.[/div] Slim Mesomorph
    [div class=tag]attire.[/div] |Outfit | Outfit | Outfit |
    [div class=tag]dist features.[/div] Beauty mark beside her lip | Heterochormia in right eye
    [div class=tag]face claim.[/div] Vanessa Hudgens

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    Persuasive; When Olivia wants something, it's hard to stray her off her path, and to most people, it's hard to say no. Extroverted; Outgoing, sociable, Olivia needs people to function. Call it genetics, call it her being a social butterfly, who cares? Sure, she's a fan of being in the spotlight, but she isn't afraid to give it to those who deserve it. Creative; Olivia's curiosity could never be contained, she's always one step ahead of the others, if there's no will, she'll make a way. Adventurous; Even though she's been on... many, many trips considering money was never a problem, Olivia sees the world as something to be discovered, new food to try, new paintings to see, the world itself is an art, and she's more than excited to find out what masterpiece she'll come across. Flamboyant; It's no secret she loves to stand out, and she does. Expect a grand entrance with Olivia, because if she knows she's anything, it's the center of entertainment, and she absolutely ravels in the attention.
    [div class=tag]Neutral traits.[/div] Defensive; Whether it'd be because of insecurity, or just plain distaste. Olivia becomes a hot-head whenever someone questions her about anything negative related to herself, compliments only if you don't want her to nit-pick everything bad about yourself. Self-conscious; She's aware of everything she does, Olivia wouldn't go a day without paying close enough attention to herself, searching for any imperfections in the way she acts, or is. Determined; Extremely hard to change her mind once her minds set on something she wants. And if that's you? Jeez. Good luck.
    [div class=tag]negative traits.[/div] Reckless; Whenever Olivia gets into her emotions, it... can be too much for her and she proceeds to act without thinking, sometimes it works out... and others? Well, let's just say she don't speak about those incidents. Spoiled; Is this a surprise? Olivia is completely used to getting what she wants, and when she doesn't? It's not pretty, and could even be childish in terms of anger. Stubborn; There's not much to say about it, her way or the highway. Hypocritical; Even if she does it too, if the girl sees it as a bad thing, she'll treat it as such. Almost forgetting she'd ever done it in the first place and would justify it by any means. Jealous; Not everyone knows that the brunette becomes highly possessive whenever she's in a relationship, whether it was due to bad experiences, or the fact that they could find someone better. If you're not interested in a rather envious partner, Olivia probably wouldn't be the best choice for you. Judgmental; It's true, she wouldn't want to be the shoulder you cry on whenever you've done something wrong. Sensitive; The smallest insult or the smallest action can do a lot to this certain princess, she's not proud of it, and to hell if anyone would ever catch her crying. Insecure; A shock to most, but even the worlds' most confident drama queen can't hold up a faรงade, don't be surprised if you find her attempting to perfect herself in anyway possible. Self destructive; Olivia has been known to panic whenever things actually started to work out, absentmindly, she's ruins things for herself, as well the one who causes herself the most pain.
    [div class=tag]likes.[/div] Name brand clothing,|High-end food,|Art,| Ballet,|
    Macarons, |Parties,| Drama unrelated to herself.|

    [div class=tag]dislikes.[/div] Sports,|Feeling pitied,|Apricots,|
    |Thunderstorms,| Poverty, | Meat,<-- Vegetarian. |Liars.|

    [div class=tag]Rumors.[/div] It's to be said that Olivia is related to the monarchy, if you ask her if it's true, she wouldn't deny it. Especially when she's the one who started it in the first place. A small word has gotten around that... well, that Olivia has 'gotten around' with more than a few people. The rumor was started from an ex-boyfriend after Olivia didn't give him a second chance.
    [div class=tag]Secrets.[/div] She has a small idea that her mother used to be involved with another man before her parents' marriage, due to finding an old photograph when she was younger, but surely it isn't something to worry about. Little to Olivia's knowledge, the money she was raised up in was illegal, thankfully, no one has found that her father embezzled millions of dollars from his company for the past 17 years, that alone could amount to repossessing everything she ever had. -- Has, it's not like that secret would suddenly come to light. Now that'd be shame, now wouldn't it?
    [div class=tag]Fears.[/div] |Failure,|Afraid of Change,|Ending up alone,|Never finding love,|Being Unwanted,|Not being โ€˜enough.โ€™| [/div] [/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents4"]
    [div class=tag]backstory.
    An arranged married placed between James Van Doren, and Charlotte Campbell. Their families had thought to increase their income even more as the Campbells own a mining facility and the Van Dorens have a chain of hotels and resorts across the country. The two decided to please their respective families and agreed to the marriage. A few years down the line, they've tried many times to produce a child and it was to no avail, after receiving tons of IVF treatments, they finally welcomed their own miracle baby. Olivia was spoiled to no-end, of course they had they money to do so, but that had nothing to do with itโ€” her parents were desperate for a child, who wouldโ€™ve inherited anything if they never had a child? The marriage between her parents was always a bit rocky, and it made sense that they thought having a child would've helped settle things. Even though it hardly did much, They wanted to give her everything she ever wanted because she was everything they ever wanted. Whether it was just an heir to their millions, or just a daughter to love. Her parents weren't religious by any means, but they counted their blessings for the family they never thought they'd have.

    From a young age, Olivia was placed in piano lessons, paint, ballet, many of the typical things. She learned to fall in love with as it became a necessary habit and more of a hobby as she grew older. Music and the rest hardly stuck with her like Dance did. There was just something about it-- the emotions they made without speaking, saying through their movements, it... made her feel different. Like in that moment everything else faded away and all eyes were on her, she could show them how she truly felt without needing to say it.

    It didn't matter if they didn't understand it or not, she did, and it was a way of getting her emotions out without them exploding on their own. She was always known to keep things bottled up and they only made things worse in the end, ballet was a way she could channel that away.

    Much like her hobbies that changed with time, so did her family. Of course they loved her without end, but when they started working continuously and they felt less and less like a family everyday, and then it was more of... โ€˜We love you, see you next week.โ€™ And the next would pass and they wouldnโ€™t even be there. One might think having that much money wouldโ€™ve made happiness, but thereโ€™s nothing quite like looking for your parents in the stand and adding tears to the performanceโ€” It was her best one yet, but even that never really made up for feeling abandoned. Her desperate need of attention had driven her to start craving it from anyone, hence it's why she's the way that she is.
    And-- why her relationships never really worked out. It was because of her jealousy and need for constant validation from them, that's why there was never no 'spark.' Right? Right, of course. It was because of her,
    Because who would really want her?
    [div class=tag]significant relationships.[/div] father: James Van Doren | mother: Charlotte Van Doren
    [div class=tag]theme song.[/div] Primadonna Girl [/div] [/div] [/div][/div] [/div] [/div]
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    [div class=tag]Birth name
    Teo Anthony Cummingham
    [div class=tag]But is known as[/div] Teo Choi
    [div class=tag]Korean name[/div] Choi Tae-Wook
    [div class=tag]Age[/div] 18
    [div class=tag]Gender[/div] Male
    [div class=tag]Sexuality[/div] Demisexual
    [div class=tag]D.O.B[/div] Fourteenth of April
    [div class=tag]P.O.B[/div] Norfolk
    [div class=tag]Ethnicity[/div] English / Korean
    [div class=tag]Role[/div] the broken bird
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    [div class=tag]Hair
    Black silky hair (thanks to the gene, Umma!), often with a chopped hair style.
    [div class=tag]Eyes[/div] Black iris, almond shaped with mono lid and aegyo sal
    [div class=tag]Skin[/div] Warm ivory
    [div class=tag]Height[/div] 5'11" (179cms)
    [div class=tag]Body build[/div] Mesomorph
    [div class=tag]Distinguishing features[/div] A freckle under his left eye and a kick ass jawline
    [div class=tag]Tattoos[/div] A rose on his collarbone - in memory of his Umma.
    [div class=tag]Allergies[/div] Cats - Satan's bestfriend.
    [div class=tag]Face claim[/div] Kim Woosung
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    [div class=tag]Enneagram type
    Type 7 - The Enthusiast

    [div class=tag]Positive traits[/div]
    [div class=tag1]Cheerful[/div]Teo just wants everyone to be happy. Therefore, to ensure everyone is happy, he tries to spread cheerfulness around. He often encourages to search within to find things that make you feel grateful and appreciative of what you have and is often awed by the simple wonders of life.
    [div class=tag1]Extroverted[/div]As he never wants to go home to face his father, Teo has used his gift as an extrovert to become a โ€˜people personโ€™. He finds everything invigorating and presents himself with a lively, excitable persona before others.
    [div class=tag1]Spontaneous[/div] You want to go for a McDonalds run at three in the morning and then maybe some skinny dipping afterwards? Teo is your guy. โ€œLiving life on the edgeโ€ is his motto; living life as if every day is your last.

    [div class=tag]Neutral traits[/div]
    [div class=tag2]Hyperactive[/div] Sometimes heโ€™s unable to discriminate what he actually needs and finds it hard to say โ€œnoโ€ to himself, throwing himself into constant activities rather than dealing with any emotional or personal issues.
    [div class=tag2]Adventerous[/div] Due to an increasing restlessness, Teo oftens wants to have more options and choices available for him. Therefore, he becomes more adventurous as he seeks for these options. However, in doing so, he become less focused as he constantly seeks for new experiences and things.
    [div class=tag2]Witty[/div] Teo tends to have a habit of doing and saying things before he filters them out in his head. Because of this, he is known for his witty, wise-cracking remarks and can be seen as someone who spends a lot of time โ€œperformingโ€.

    [div class=tag]Negative[/div]
    [div class=tag3]Addiction[/div] While being spontaneous is one of Teoโ€™s positive traits, one of his negative traits is his impulsiveness. The difference being that with his impulsiveness, he tends to not know when to stop nor process if itโ€™s a good idea to do any of it to begin with. Because of this trait, he has been known to take up addictive tendencies.
    [div class=tag3]Mood swings[/div] With the mentioned addictions, he has been known for his ratherโ€ฆ unattractive mood swings. Heโ€™ll be joking with you one moment and the nextโ€ฆ wellโ€ฆ You donโ€™t really want to be near him.
    [div class=tag3]Anxious/Panicked[/div] When Teo feels like his energy and health is completely spent, he often falls into panic and despair. This causes his self-destructive behaviourisms and dangerous impulsive behaviour. In a serious situation, he likes to think that he can keep calm and collected. But when his body is under stress, he tends to freak out.

    [div class=tag]likes[/div]Playing guitar and singing, going to parties, hanging out with friends, long trips to places that his father isn't present, graffiting
    [div class=tag]dislikes[/div]His father (duh, he's an ass), hospitals, when you cough really hard and get those white floatie things in your vision, potatoes.
    [div class=tag]fears[/div] Being in pain
    [div class=tag]ailments[/div]Dangerous impulsive behaviours + past suicide attempt
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    [div class=tag]Infancy
    He was the child that was never meant to happen.

    It had been three months since Angus Cummingham had his vasectomy when his wife, Choi Hye-Sung, discovered that she was with child. She was petrified to tell Angus as her husband was already in his late fifties and practically married to his job. In fact, when she finally told him the truth, they spent close to a week arguing over if she should have an abortion or not. Hye-Sung pleaded with her husband for them to keep the child. After all, she was still young and had always wanted to have children. Angus made it very clear to Hye-Sung that if she had the child, that he would have no responsibilities in raising him. As if the child was some dog and Hye-Sung was a child, beginning for her parent for the pet. She agreed to his terms and conditions, vowing that sheโ€™d do everything for the child while also serving her husband like a wife should.

    On the Fourteenth of April, Teo Anthony Cummingham entered the world at 12:43pm. Angus was no where to be seen, stating that the school needed him and he couldnโ€™t take time off. In fact, it wasnโ€™t until Teo was four days old that he finally met his father for the first time. Hye-Sung informed Angus that she gave him the middle name Anthony as it had been Angusโ€™ fatherโ€™s name. However, she had picked the name Teo as it was the closest English name to the Korean name she had given her son, Tae-Wook, that she had liked.

    From the moment he was birthed, Teo spent every moment with his Umma. She never left his side; she cared for him as a mother and a father. Angus on the other handโ€ฆ well, letโ€™s not get into that.

    [div class=tag]Ages 4-7[/div] In the early years of his life, there were a lot of memories that Teo blocked out. But there was one very distinct memory engraved into his mind. He could remember back when he was six years old. A very drunk Angus made him sit on the staircase with his hands underneath his bottom โ€“ so he was sitting on his hands โ€“ and told him to stay there. It had been almost an hour and every time he tried to move, it seemed that Angus had eyes everywhere.

    Angus soon returned with Hye-Sung in tow, violently sobbing as her husband dragged her along by the elbow. Teo could remember Angus yelling at her and Hye-Sung being so upset that she could only respond in Korean. Therefore, Angus turned to Teo and told him to speak to his Umma. To translate to his Umma what he was saying and then to translate back to Angus what Hye-Sung was saying. It was an ongoing vicious cycle and he could remember feeling how stuck he felt in that very moment of time. How his hands ached from sitting on them for so long and how his Umma looked absolutely petrified at the man she claimed that she loved.

    I suppose it was good that there were memories of his childhood that he blocked out if this was one of the more happier ones he could remember.

    [div class=tag]Ages 8-12[/div] There were a lot of hospital visits. And a lot of lying

    As a child going through the beginning stages of puberty, Teo had always been so confused when his Umma lied to the doctors about how she or Teo were hurt. Apparently, Hye-Sung was very clumsy and tended to fall over a lot. In fact, she was convinced she had an inner ear infection that caused all these problems because she was forever being brought to the hospital with concussions or a bruised face. Teo, on the other hand, apparently was into sports. Played a lot of soccer which brought the broken bones and bloodied faces.

    He would often wonder how long they would have to keep on lying before they were able to tell people that it was all the handy work of Angus Cummingham. In fact, he would often ask Umma why they had to lie about it. Hye-Sung would often reassure her son, telling him that they lived in a very small town and if word got out about it, Angus would have some very bad reputation loaming over his head. Butโ€ฆ wasnโ€™t that what they wanted?

    [div class=tag]13 - Present[/div] Puberty. Itโ€™s never fun for anyone. And it was no exception for Teo.

    As he grew older, he began to really see how little his father was involved in his life. When he asked him if he could talk to him (usually he would have intentions to ask about girls or, you know, why his dick kept on getting hard at the most random times), but Angus would always brush him off and tell him to go and see his Umma instead. It also occurred to him that maybe his father wasnโ€™t the best role model from the way he spoke to them and treated them.

    The hospital visits and lying was still very regular.

    Teo was sixteen years old when he broke his wrist for the third time during a fight with Angus. He could remember being in such unbearable pain that the doctors prescribed him with oxycodone. Well, that was a stupid mistake on their behalf. It was the first time any doctors had prescribed him with any medicine for him to be in charge of. And all he could think about was how wonderful it would be if all of this lying could just come to an end. So, later that night, he went home and took all the pain killers he had been given. Well, wasnโ€™t that just a great family outing that night. Back home from hospital only to go straight back to get his stomach pumped.

    Of course, they couldnโ€™t tell anyone about it. I mean, what would the town think? The headmasterโ€™s son trying to commit suicide? So, everything was kept on the downlow. People were told that he had gone on holidays with Hye-Sung to Korea to meet his extended family while he spent time recovering. But there was one thing he had learnt from the whole ordeal โ€“ how damn good it felt to take oxycodone. It was like a high he had never experienced before. And so, he made it his mission to try it again.

    By the grace of God, he managed to find some oxycodone in the back of his parents ensuite cabinet from when his Umma had broken her shoulder blade. And it was enough to get him hooked. He could barely go a week without needing it in his system to numb the pain in life.

    But the crave and need for it went up as the months went by. By the time of his eighteenth birthday, he was relying on one a day. He was somewhat thankful for the hospital trips with his Umma as it gave him the perfect opportunity to venture through and steal some more painkillers. However, their time in the hospital was coming to an end. One night, Teo returned home to find his Umma in a pile of blood, her body still and cold. He tried all that he could to help her but it seemed as it was too late. After a trip to the hospital, it was confirmed that Hye-Sung had fallen down the stairs and died from blood loss. Now, considering her past hospital records, the doctors saw no foul play. They only saw a very clumsy woman, who finally fell to her death because there was no one home.

    [div class=tag]Angus Cummingham - Father [/div]
    Even though Angus is his biological father, there is no way in hell heโ€™d call him father. It was always been Mr. Cummingham, and he has always avoided him like the black plague at school. In fact, he hates being associated with him so much that when he makes new friends, he doesnโ€™t even bother to let them know who his father is.


    [div class=tag]Choi Hye-Sung - Umma/Mother [/div]
    His Umma was his best friend. After her passing, Teo discovered that Hye-Sung had been a mail order bride and moved from Korea to marry Angus as she came from a very poor town and seeked for adventure in another country. She never truthfully loved him, but stayed with him so Teo could have the opportunity to live a beautiful life in England.
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