minatozaki sana 24 female she/her — ; where do you get your inspiration, ito yua ? you’re so intelligent , i can’t help but think of running ink on paper and dirty fingerprints on glasses when i hear your name. your friends tell me you can be dishonest sometimes . i guess it’s understandable given the circumstances . besides , i can’t even imagine how stressful physics classes must be — not to mention you’re also in seolhwayeon (captain) ! you’re a local , right ? yeah , i thought so . either way , welcome to mugunghwa !
hello everyone!! i'm may and i'm very excited to share my version of ito yua♡ i hope i'll do the canon justice ;-; psa: i haven't properly roleplayed in a little while and i am currently very confused by the new editor TT so please excuse any technical difficulties that may be happening with my posts in the future, i'm still learning how to use this abomination !
also, i actually decided to not set too much muse information in stone this time, so there can hopefully still be plenty of space to develop her character further with the help of plotting and whatnot ! so, instead i have only gathered some rather lose bullet points about her instead which you can read about below ♡
PAST
back in high school, yua's friends often used to joke about the fact that she must be the first "prodigy child" who hated being called just that. sure, to them it seemed like yua had always been exceptionally smart and thus easily excelled in most classes but it wasn't as easy as it looked like.
in contrary to popular belief, she wasn't as gifted as she seemed and had to spend absolutely all of her free time studying for upcoming tests and exams. whenever anyone asked her to hang out, she would simply claim she had a lot of extracurricular activities going on until someday people stopped asking her to hang out at all.
her classmates soon began to label her as snooty and uppish since she must have felt like she was too good for everyone else if she never had time to get to know the other people in her classes. and what started out rather harmless somehow snowballed into a bigger problem until the entire year started to avoid yua altogether.
she tried to play it off and pretend that it didn't phase her when in reality, yua's high school years turned out to be incredibly lonely. however, the lack of friends around her made it easier to drown herself in books and just like that, she still became valedictorian.
in 2021 during her second year of uni, she decided to take a break and study abroad for a while, opting for an art school. however, she quickly realised that the arts weren't exactly her cup of tea, so instead she spent most of her time there with her new girlfriend. it was the first and only time in her life where her studies weren't the most important thing to her.
PRESENT
today, yua still normally keeps to herself. there are definitely still a few people who believe her to be too full of herself to pay attention to anyone else but it seems like most people pay her no mind.
since she hardly had any friends growing up, she found comfort in seeking academic validation. it is the only thing that seems to bring her true joy, but she still whole-heartedly wishes she was more popular, even if she would never admit it.
in an attempt to find some friends to spend time with, she joined the taekwondo club. much to her surprise, it worked better than expected and she was soon asked to be the captain. it was only a small thing, but in that moment yua had never felt more popular.
yua is well aware of the fact that she is technically part of the keepers but she would never call herself a member: to her it just seems like a waste of time ... which is why she's almost never seen around the group.
something most people wouldn't know about her is the fact that even if yua looks like she isn't paying attention, she definitely still is aware of her surroundings. after all, her years spent in solitude moulded her into a perfect observer. even if she would never dare talk about the things she hears and sees ... it doesn't mean that she doesn't know about a couple of secrets here and there.
aaaaaand this is everything i have so far!! please let me know by liking this post if you would like to plot ♡ i also have discord if that's easier for some of you, so please don't hesitate to ask for my user !
moon jaeyi is a lot of things ; she’s the deeply rooted tree in the midst of a hurricane , she’s the calming voice in your head that tells you that everything’s going to be okay , she’s the knowing eyes that can tell what’s behind a smile… & she’s also a dog-lover , but that’s more a fun fact than anything else.
another thing jaeyi prides herself in being is somewhat of a decent enough , kind of , sort of , good-ish photographer — her camera, the best side kick, that tells her things her own eyes might miss. a photograph can speak a thousand words and what not. it’s not often that she admires her own work but this particular image seems captivating enough to have her take pride in the work. of course , she’d credit the muse more than anything. “ she looks so cool… ” jaeyi murmured to herself as she looked at the blown up, framed picture of the taekwondo student. a steely gaze with just a touch of sweat that glistened her face , the jawline sharp as a knife, taut as the student looked to the side , the sunlight shining through helped with the glimmer in her eyes, and strands of hair perfectly shaping her facial features — an ‘ a ’ worthy picture if you asked her.
the woman hangs outside room 301 , a leg up on the wall as she leans against it and waits for the future owner of the picture to show up. — full disclosure , jaeyi’s had this captured moment for a week now , the timing never matched or she forgot to pass it along, y’know? it’s when she was back at the taekwondo room in the morning, taking some pictures for an assignment when she remembered , because.. the picture of yua from this morning and the one from a week ago were… different. and from all the things moon jaeyi is , she’s also a little too aware of people and their countenance.. an occupational hazard if you will. even without the camera jaeyi could tell how something was.. off.
“ — yua ! ” the woman calls out as she sees the captain walk out the door. she approaches her with a bright smile and a small present hidden behind her back. “ hi.. i just wanted to say thank you for letting me take those pictures this past week , it’s really helped with my assignment, i owe you one! ”
it’s still there , that little scrunch in her eyebrow.. a crestfallen look that she didn’t really have to be highly observant to see and it makes jaeyi’s smile drop just for a second before she perks up again. “ ah right! speaking of… ” the framed picture is brought out to the front and extended towards the other. “ look.. it’s you! isn’t it a cool picture? you look so awesome honestly , i had to blow it up! i thought you might wanna have it.. ”
if there was anything yua had learned over the course of the last few weeks, it was the fact that grief comes in waves. it hits you when your back is turned to the ocean, blissfully unaware of the chaos behind you. sometimes the water is calm and you feel like the worst part is over-- and sometimes the water is overwhelming.
she knows her aunt would have told her to just put her damn arm floats on.
yua knew there was no need in trying to take her mind of her aunt's alleged passing. there was no need to try to drown herself in her physics books or cheap liquor. she knew full well the healthiest option she had was to let herself mourn in peace. but yua was yua and so she decided to spend all of her free time in the dojang instead.
on the days spent with the rest of the seolhwayeon members, she hardly notices anyone other than her direct opponents. yua finds it hard to pay attention to the world around her, to the people around her. a few people compress their concerns but she just shrugs it off. everything is fine, she tells them. i am fine.
it's when moon jaeyi calls yua's name that she seems to snap out of her dream world for just a second. the two of them had talked here and there but there was never anything deep between the pair. just casual hellos and polite goodbyes-- so what brought her here?
"oh!" it's all yua manages to squeeze out of her lips, visibly surprised by the other's words. "you are ... so kind. thank you so much." for just a fleeting moment one could've sworn there was a tear welling up in her eye but a quiet sniffle erases any potential evidence. "is that why you came all this way? just to bring me a picture of myself?" she couldn't help but smile which was known to be a rare occasion nowadays.
it's when muyeol's words reach her ears that yua finally realises she made a grand mistake in even letting the mere thought of him potentially spreading rumours about her like that cross her mind. and as always, she feels guilt rush through her body like a tidal wave.
"muyeol, i-" she wanted to explain herself but in the end she knew that there was no use dabbling around the fact that she had suspected him to be capable of doing something like that to someone muyeol called a friend. actually ... did they ever call each other that word before?
instead of speaking, yua sighs. she lets a couple seconds pass by as she tries to gather her thoughts. but she decides that staying in silence would only make things more awkward than they already were. "i mean ... i think i get it." her voice sounded like she was trying to convince herself, rather than him. "sure, those rumours made you uncomfortable. after all, they made me uncomfortable, too. but don't you think it's a little ... childish to just run away from your problems like that?" she knew full well that her question wasn't fair but she just couldn't hide the fact that his sudden disappearance left a sour taste in her mouth.
"i just thought we were a little closer than that. i don't know if things are better now because i decided to just not listen when people gossip about me. because it does not matter what other people think about you." truth be told, yua had learned this the hard way.
once again, her low sigh fills the tense air between the two of them. "look, i don't want to fight. and i don't want things to be weird between us. i just want everything to be the way it was before."
10:52pm on september 12, 2022 @ outside of the son's residences. // for @wingedvictor
lashing out at a friend was so unlike her. and yet the inescapable chaos of the dinner night somehow influenced yua's critical thinking skills in the worst way possible.
"minjun?" it was difficult to make out the face of the shadow a couple of metres away from her, so she takes a couple more steps until she recognises him. "minjun, we need to talk."
yua felt incredibly guilty for the harsh words she had pierced him with just a couple hours before. it was painfully evident in her body language: with her arms behind her back and her head hanging low in shame, she tried her best to make herself disappear into thin air. but no matter how hard she tried, yua was still here and she still had to clear things up between the two of them. no matter how awkward it would be.
"i'm really sorry about what i said earlier, i honestly don't know what came over me."
if she recalled correctly, the pair had never had an argument before-- and even though her verbal attack from earlier could hardly be labeled as a real argument, yua still felt as if there was an invisible brick wall between them. she didn't want to imagine what she would feel like if they were to ever get into a real fight.
"the dinner was just a little bit ... much for me. and then i also just had this stupid unnecessary argument with nika, you know ..." yua can't help but sigh. if there was anyone she was used to fighting with, it was her own girlfriend. "you know how awfully impulsive i can get when i'm nervous. i end up saying things i don't mean and then i regret them immediately after. just like right now." yua walks a couple more steps so she finally stands in front of minjun. "i'm just ... really, really sorry for what i said earlier." then she holds out her pinky like she is urging him to intertwine his with hers. "friends?"
sometime in the early evening on september 19, 2022 @ muyeol's dorm. // for @44m4
"ugh, i shouldn't have to be here." her voice is merely a whisper as she continues to quietly talk to herself. with barely anyone around, there is barely anyone to see how awkward she looks right now: leaning against a door that isn't hers, impatiently waiting as the minutes tick by relentlessly.
but she's just got to be here.
yua hates confrontation. she absolutely despises talking to someone who seemingly doesn't want to talk to her at all; especially when that certain someone is a good friend of hers.
suddenly, he arrives. finally, she thinks to herself. a break from my own thoughts.
there is no use trying to tip-toe her way around the elephant in the room. "why are you ignoring me all of a sudden?" it is what she wants to know and so she asks without hesitation. "it's been days, muyeol. three days, to be exact. that's plenty of time to get back to my text messages. especially considering the fact that just a week ago you were disturbing my peace once again when you asked to crash at my dorm." yua's words are not hostile but her tone is sharper than usual, contrasting the rather timid expression on her face.
"come to think of it, the last time we talked i told you about what that girl in one of my classes asked me. you know, about whether you and i had anything more than just a friendship going on between us." the mere thought of that is enough to make her shake her head in utter disbelief. "when i told you about it, i just thought it was silly of her to ask me that. frankly, i didn't think anything of it. but now that you've been avoiding me ever since..." yua barely dares to say what she thinks. "...i was wondering whether you were the one who told her that in the first place."
10:03am on september 13, 2022 @ mingze's dorm. // for @godhe4rt
when he finally opens the door for her, yua cannot stop her words from overflowing. "why did you not respond to any of my calls or my texts, mingze?" her voice is clear, far from frantic, and yet there is a slight hint of relief buried inbetween the words she speaks. "i was so, so worried." yua then adds somewhat hesitantly, the dark circles under her eyes only proving her words to be the truth.
matter of fact, she had barely slept the night after the dinner; for reasons she would rather not think too much about. partially, yua even blamed mingze's sudden disappearance on herself. of course she was very well aware of the events that had taken place ... what she was not at all aware of was how much mingze knew. or whether he even knew at all.
"you left so suddenly. you barely even said goodbye ... i know i was kind of busy with other things, but ... that was so unlike you. tell me, did anything happen?"
now that her thoughts have been verbalised, she cannot help but start to feel incredibly stupid. and guilty. guilty for purposely acting dumb and dancing around the obvious, guilty for trying to find out just how much mingze knows: to avoid being the bearer of bad news. to avoid the uncomfortable. to make life easier for herself.
yua soothes her own conscience by telling herself that the real reason why she is keeping something so vital to herself is because she wants to spare her close friend's feelings. she tells herself that she shouldn't poke her nose into other people's relationships. yes, that's why she isn't saying anything.
"so ... is there anything you want to talk about?"
