❝ this is how we become magic, we walk through fire and become more holy ❞
Age: 31
Gender identification: Cis female, she/her
Residential area: Downtown
Occupation: owner of Humming Bee & former model
Two positive traits: Resilient & engaging
Two negative traits: Impulsive & stubborn
Length of time in Providence Peak: 6 years-ish
Faceclaim: Im Jin-ah
80’s and 90’s music playing in the background, fashion magazines scattered about, a jaw sculpted by the gods, countertops covered in fruits and vegetables, a hair tie around a delicate wrist, a history of survival shining from dark eyes, and a shoe collection that could rival a warehouse
trigger warnings: abuse, stalking, drug and alcohol abuse
The path to Providence Peak was a bumpy road and one made mostly by choice. Hana Yun was born in South Korea into a conservative and traditional yet very loving family and was raised in New York City. The Upper East Side of Manhattan to be more specific. There here days were lived out in a penthouse suite of a five star hotel her parents owned. One of many around the world. That kind of wealth and opulence didn’t give Hana much of an advantage or spoil her. No, her parents were strict and informed her and her siblings early on that they would have to forge their own path in life. Things weren’t just going to be handed to them. Of course, there was a promised inheritance but it would only come when deserved. As Hana and her siblings got older it was realized through obtaining a university degree or displaying discipline and sound decisions toward building a steady life.
Around age 13 Hana showed the first signs of veering from parental expectations through truancy. Rather than dutifully go to her classes or stay within the walls of her private education she would explore a vast city. Usually that meant she was at the shops given that at the time her obsession was fashion and her aspirations were to be a model. At age 14 she got her first tattoo and made her mother cry. That was the day her parents realized Hana would be a lost cause. Hana had never really been one to conform and generally always marched to the beat of her own drum. Those were traits her parents equally admired and feared in their young daughter. Thankfully, Hana had the ability to make something of those attributes and landed a few modeling gigs after being scouted by an agent while trying on heels in Bloomingdale’s. Not only did she have height, the Korean-American had a ballerina type lithe figure. Despite not being old enough to legally drive Hana found herself desirable to an all consuming industry.
All the wrong influences surrounded her. Managers and agents who were supposed to be looking out for the teenagers best interests, at least that’s what they had promised the Yuns, they only enabled and essentially became ‘yes men’. Not necessarily to be detrimental to Hana’s growing into a stable adult life but because of the inability to turn away all the good fortune and opportunities that came their way. Hana was a star on the rise. With a killer jaw line and an uninhibited personality she was loved by photographers and designers alike. From ages as young as 14 and 15 she was seen in the glossy pages of Vogue, Vanity Fair, and Harper’s Bazaar apart of fashion campaigns for top brands and designers. What that instant success and thrust into the machine of the fashion industry meant was the accessibility to things a child should never be exposed to. Not only by the time Hana was a legal adult had she been scarred by the treatments of immoral types she also had tried a variety of drugs and drink. When she was hot and in-demand Hana’s handlers did whatever it took to keep her going.
Eventually she burnt out and her body crashed from the non-stop lifestyle she’d been leading for half a decade. At 20, she may have made her own wealth but it had come with exhaustion and some dependency on substances of the most unhealthy kind. She’d been around the world and had some incredible experiences but what Hana had missed out on was being a kid, a teenager like her friends in a city like New York. There were some realizations and epiphanies that came from a hospital bed with her family at her side and agent pushed to a corner when she was being treated for exhaustion. In no way could she continue to live like this. Life wasn’t meant to be one non-stop party. No person was meant to work without break for years. So, it wasn’t until she was an adult that Hana listened to her parents and let them be the guidance she needed. She went into therapy and began a spiritual journey that awakened her to a much healthier lifestyle. Activities like yoga and pilates along with vitamins and clean eating became the way of life instead of things that were never meant to be put into her body.
By the age of 25 Hana had all but given up on her lustrous career in modeling and fashion and became a practitioner of mind, body, and soul. Instead of being another student in another class she’d become an instructor and trainer in the art of meditation, yoga and pilates. Unfortunately the noise of New York City was still all too loud and temptations were difficult to turn away when she had a weakness to her and they were so easily offered up to her. Despite the challenge that wasn’t what moved Hana to a city in the midwest, somewhere near the Rockies Mountains— it was obsession. A photographer that had been abusive toward her in her youth and yet someone she’d been forced to work with countless times claimed to love Hana like no one else every had or ever could. The former model had become a target of harassment and threats which escalated into dealing with a full-on stalker that the police couldn’t do too much to protect her against.
Given the way she’d turned her life around and had eventually become someone her parents could be proud of Hana had received her inheritance, and that coupled with the money she’d made in the modeling industry she was able to buy a studio in Providence Peak, Colorado and put the mess behind her.
