Wei sat down in the makeup chair, preparing to be done up for whatever, hopefully normal, concept. As a young model, he had certainly done some weird things. He had come barefaced and had lost more than a bit of sleep since Danny switched rooms and became his roommate. Hopefully they could hide the bags under his eyes. He was so wrapped in his own thoughts, he almost did not notice when she was next to him.ย โMorning. Tea?โ he asked, pointing at the table full of tea he had brought himself for the crew. It went with his charming reputation and would hopefully make them keep him in mind for the future. Though, he truly wanted to model soju.ย โIโm looking forward to working with you.โ
having arisen at the break of day in order to be on-set at the proper time, ahin felt oddly upbeat; her spirits raised from finally securing a minor advertisement deal outside of nightmareโs campy lore. being as though she was trapped in a girl group that didnโt appeal to the masses as much as sheโd like, she knew that opportunities as golden as this one shouldnโt be taken for granted, especially when they came hand-in-hand with those from more popular units. when she was told that she would be partaking in this adventure with one wang wei, the talented main vocal of msg entertainmentโs 1nferno, she was quite thrilled. both of their collectives werenโt nearly as beloved as they should be in the k-pop market, but being that he comes from a larger company, and his assemblage was geared for international promotion, she hoped that this would be great exposure for her. the other side of the coin, though, would be that his fansโthe ones who call themselves โmatchesโโwould berate her for being somehowย โinvolvedโ with their special bias. while the negative outlook on her wouldnโt be fun to deal with, if it put her in headlines, then who was she to complain? thatโs all she wants out of this career anyway: recognition, attention.
so, once she changed into her first outfit for the shoot, she gathered herself in the makeup chair and waited for her artist to get started on her face. having someone else dress her countenance was a strange sensation for ahin; she was often particular about the products used, and how they were applied, so she had become accustomed to doing everything herself. being that her career has rested so much on beauty since its inception, she needs to make sure she presents herself as best she can, so losing that control for today was sure to drive her a bit mad. she was going to have to attempt to be forgiving if they did something she deemed unflattering, though, so for now, she waited with bated breath to see what was about to transpire. before things got started, she noticed someone else waltz into the room, and with only one glance, she knew that it was him. not only was he particularly, and effortlessly, handsome, but his height, alone, was enough to call attention to where he stood; his presence almost powerful. not wanting to appear flustered at all, she straightened out her facial expression and feigned unbothered; an aloof nod of the head was given as he took the seat beside her.
what she wasnโt expecting was for him to speak to her, so once he did, she turned his direction and found it hard to act aloof in that moment, but she still tried her darnedest.ย โgood morning; no, thank you.โ ahin replied, crossing one of her legs over the other.ย โoh yeah? well, thatโs sweet. iโm looking forward to working with you, too.โ was she coming across as too cold? she hoped not.ย โhave you worked with this brand before?โ she queried, turning her head slightly over to him.ย โitโs my first time. i wonder what theyโre gonna make us do...โ
โก verb: to enchant or delight someone; to cast a spell over someone.
an amorous pair coming together to give, and receive, sweet nothings.
featuringย /ย signalโs lead rap, lead vocal: yoo daehyun.
the moon and her stars gathered together to create a soft, sensuous light for the couple at play; her pale luminescence paired with the faint glow of streetlights was the perfect amount of gleam for the scene that had been set. palms came together, a head of beautifully styled hair rested on a broad shoulder, and in that same instant, ahin lets out a content, somnolent sigh. most of the men that played a part in her life were none another than notches on her bedpost; disposable. however, with daehyun, she didnโt necessarily feel that way, no. having already spent one year in the topsy-turvy whirlwind of korean entertainment, sheโs forgotten how to simply exist in the modern day world. like many of her peers, sheโs unable to leave her apartment without keeping her squeaky clean image intact; any negative comment, facial expression, or informal phrase could land her in hot water. when the two of them are together, though, she forgets all about the responsibilities that she holds steady on her shoulders; sheโs able to ditch the syrupy sweet tone of voice, and the perfect posture, and hell, sometimes even the makeup for a few hours, and for that... she couldnโt be more thankful. he reminds her that sheโs still young, and still in need of affirmation, and of affection; still in desperate need of fun. she hopes that she has the same affect on him, too, but she sometimes canโt help but feel like a bad influence. sure, he shouldnโt be taking risks while his budding career as an idol is on the line, but the pair of them have yet to get caught... and she hopes that it stays that way for a very long time.
so, as the witching hour continues to swathe them, nightmareโs sub vocal, sub rap raises her head from where it once rested on his shoulder; her free hand moving upwards to comb the stray strands that have fallen in her eyesight.ย โitโs weird... itโs 3am and i donโt even feel tired,โ she lilts; dilated pupils locking onto the strength of daehyunโs impressive jawline. after admiring it for a few seconds, she leans in and presses a kiss against it; humming with delight as she pulls away.ย โwhat about you, hmm? are you feeling worn out at all?โ as the question was posed, she glanced over to the sight to behold: the gorgeous cheonggyecheon stream after dark. the pair of them had been sitting beside it on the rocky staircase for hours, their conversation the only form of entertainment that they needed to make time fly by way too fast.ย โalsoโhave you been told any word on your dรฉbut? you havenโt told me anything in awhile, and iโve been a little curious. iโm still waiting to get a finalized date for the premiere of the subunit iโm in, and damn, iโm getting a little sick of waiting, hah.โ ahin shook her head, hoping that work would be an okay subject to talk about.ย โfor now, though, i guess i have my youtube channel and some other jobs in talks, too. it just sucks to keep spending your life in the waiting room. iโm sure you know that feeling all too well right now.โ with that said, she paused for a moment; waiting for him to respond to her inquiries and statements. she remembers what it was like to be in his position, and she hopes that heโll find much greater success than sheโs found so far.
โก verb: to have a strong desire, or intense craving for.
a covetous ahin sparks small talk with nightmareโs lee eunsol.
a delicate palm raises upwards to dab away the sweat thatโs formed on her brow, and after a deep breath, ahin gazes at her reflection in the mirror; pupils taking in the sight of her toned frame. the figure with which she dons today is the result of hours spent in practice rooms, and private workout centers, and truth be told, sheโs never been happier with her physique. the gorgeous length of her onyx-hued tresses cascading down to approach the small of her back, her curves further accentuated by the impressive width of her hips, and her legs long and lean; she has become fixated by her own beauty. while it might seem vain of her to harbor such an infatuation with herself, she calls it self-love, and preaches to her young audience on youtube that itโs of utmost importance to have an affectionate relationship oneself. after all, when all is said and done, a person goes to bed with themselves every single night, and they wake up with themselves in the same space. so, in her mind, self-reliance should be prioritized over finding a significant other, and she hopes that the people who watch her learn a thing or two about being independent in their own right, or learn how to be comfortable in their own company. if thereโs a singular message she longs to pass along, itโs definitely that.
however, in this intermission from rehearsal for the dรฉbut of the subunit sheโs involved in, she notices eunsol from across the way; her eyes moving from herself to the slightly older woman. all of the romanticized views of herself began to slowly evaporate into the air around her as she focused solely on how the other moved; each sensuous action performed by her lithe limbs leaving an impression on the groupโs sub vocalist. it was in that instant where the world that swathed her began to don an emerald hue; her skin freckling over with goosebumps, her bare face becoming flushed with heat. while many wrestled with envy in their lifetimes, ahin has simply learned to coexist with it; to embrace it as she would a beloved sister. while it wasnโt a comfortable emotion to feel, it had been such an active part of her life that she almost didnโt even notice it when it happened. as she watched her groupโs main vocal familiarize herself with the upbeat and eccentric choreography for nightmare:duskโsย โlove4eva,โ she felt the covetous beast within her emerge; itโs senses immediately picking up on the girl she longed to mirror. where was all of this talk of self-love now? was she still able to harbor high self-esteem when she also wanted to transform into someone who holds so much power?
deciding to be bold, when she noticed that both eunsol, and hani, were taking a break, too, she sauntered over to the raven-haired chanteuse; lips pursing together for a moment before it was her time to speak.ย โit seems to me as though youโre getting quite the hang of your song, unnie,โ she began, inhaling and exhaling a sigh.ย โyou look beautiful, as always...โ the latter comment sounded as though she was minimally exasperated, and truth be told, she absolutely was. she was simply doing her best to conceal it. โhowโs the promotional cycle going? iโve talked to hani, but you and i havenโt touched base in awhile. are you enjoying yourself?โ
โก verb: develop a pink tinge in the face from embarrassment or shame.
an overly curious ahin spends a night in with nightmareโs jia acosta.
pliable fingers comb through tresses of raven and onyx, nails raking through strands thick and luxurious, coating them with oils to lock-in the moisture lost from the harsh winds of winter. now that the weather donned a warmer temperature, and she was able to utilize different types of skincare products than she used in the more frigid climate, she was excited to share what sheโd purchased with one of her closest comrades within her group. although she often has a lot of difficulties making friends, she and jia have always connected really well. she remembers the halcyon days of training where the two of them would gather together to gossipโor, rather, where sheโd gossip to jia, and jia would simply listen to her for hours on end. so, keeping up with their small tradition, the pair of them decided to gather together in the dormโs living room to catch up. their schedules had been a bit inconsistent with one anotherโs latelyโwhat with the groupโs main rap taking on a solo career only a little over year since dรฉbut, and ahin putting in lots of hours to her growing youtube channel, they barely had a moment to come together. the only instants they did have in each otherโs presence, though, was working in a subunit that has yet to dรฉbutโtheir first initial release being delayed only making them more anxious to perform. so, with tensions high, the budding beauty guru thought it best to pencil in some much-needed, and much-deserved, time to unwind.
with that said, she finished up her haircare routine, and prepared two of her most expensive sheet masks for she, and her coveted cohort, to try out. being that she has small ties with the cosmetics industry, she is occasionallyโquite rarely, actuallyโsent items free-of-charge to test out, and when this package arrived at their agency today, she knew exactly what it was going to be used for. so, after washing her hands and applying hand cream, she smoothed one of the two firming masks on her face, and then sauntered into the main sitting area with the other one in tow; eying in on her beloved housemate with a cheeky grin decorating her almost comically concealed countenance.ย โyou ready for yours?โ she queried, moving to sit beside her on their couch.ย โyouโre not wearing makeup and your face is cleansed, and toned, right?โ despite being an innocent inquiry, the tone of her voice still held an almost condescending air to it; something sheโd somehow naturally possessed that made her not-so-favorable to her peers. if there was one flaw that she was called out for more than once, it was not being able to contort her timbre to sound more pleasant. instead, whenever she spoke, it was almost as though she was talking down to someone. hopefully, jia would be able to see through that. she would never want to cause ruin to a relationship that she cherished; one that she truly did put her heart and soul into.
โif so, lean back and iโll put this on you! by the wayโdid you decide if weโre ordering delivery and catching up on dramas, or did you just wanna hangout and talk? iโm up for either!โ
โก noun: a very large or fiercely burning fire; used in various expressions of anger.
a scorned, entirely too bitter, ahin confronts dynamoโs park hojun.
crimson-hued lips purse into a straight line as a scorned woman leans against a wall; one of the balls of her high heel clad feet pressed against the hardened surface to support her weight. lithe arms cross over one another, and that signature scorpio glare is present on her countenance. it was quite the surprise to see him here tonightโto catch a glimpse of yet another boy who got away from her; one who no longer belongs to similar circles. while sheโs gone on to make her glimmering dรฉbut, heโs still trying to catch up; his journey uphill more arduous than she would ever know. after all, it only took her a little over two years to be bathed in limelight, but for him? five going on six. she remembers feeling so sorry for him whenever heโd discuss how long heโs waited to break into the industry, and though she may hold a terrifying grudge within her soul for how things transpired between them, she knew that he was talented enough to stand on his own; to perform on-stage in front of the masses like she was doing now. hell, if anything, he far exceeded her as far as skills were concerned, so why on earth did she shoot so far ahead of him? it couldnโt have been simply based on appearance, no, for he rivaled adonis himself; his handsomeness timelessโone only possessed by men of days long past. what made these dismal circumstances flower?
with how she felt towards him now, ahin believed that his chance had continued to be stripped from him due to karma working its sinister ways, but then what would her excuse be? she, too, was flawed; her streak as someone aligned with malice still ever-growing. maybe their individual levels of toxicity were too high, and their unfortunate end was due to an invisible illness that went on to plague their hearts? either wayโcatching a glimpse of him while she was out placed a damper on her mood, and instead of stewing in it until she was overcooked, she figured itโd be best for her to let out some steam; to burn him with each word that flittered from her mouth. so, with that said, she kicked off of the wall she was once leaning upon and headed straight for him; the need to see him shrivel into nothing far too precious to ignore. would it have been better for her to avoid confrontation altogether? of course. did she care? not at all. it wasnโt as if anyone would catch sight of them interactingโthe club that they found themselves out was too dimly lit, and too strict on their photography policy, to spill their secrets to the media. while that would more than likely be a perk for him, itโd be a curse for her, and thereโs no way in hell sheโd allow him to poison her shot at public favor and popularity. then again, all press was good press, and maybe a scandal is what she needed in order to blossom? at times like these, she was desperate for any type of chance.
ambling over to him, ahin raised a hand and tapped upon one of his shoulders; their breadth still captivating her to this day.ย โhey hojun,โ she spewed; her vocal tone rivaling scalding water.ย โhowโs life in the waiting room? still just twiddling your thumbs and breaking hearts?โ
fucking him isnโt going to make junseoย jealous. jiyong reminds her this, but she only gets pissed, her anger resulting in yet another night lost in a nearby motel; thoughts echoing, resonating louder and louder. he canโt imagine how bad it must haunt her, and shifting to send her a glance, jiyong doesnโt care to find out.ย โstill not sated?โ he inquires, his hollow stare narrowing slightly in response, and lips subtly perking as a sarcastic touch. it isnโt generous or kind, and heโs aware how much it riles her up to see the ingenuine concern speckled across his features. this is just a casual pastime for him, a humorous entertainment.
the ceremonious reunion of cologne and perfume leaves the air stained with notes of cinnamon, sandalwood, and freshly sliced fruit; each article of clothing decorating the carpeted floor of the motel room donning an essence created only by the two of themโthe aroma of a night shielded beneath a thin veil of sheets adding itself into the mixture. each new scent created burned new memories within one do ahinโs mind, and as she drifted slowly in a land of dreams, she could still faintly recall the pressure of calloused fingertips clutching onto her flesh; the strength with which jiyongโs hands squeezed, gripped, and held her voluptuous frame as addicting to her as nicotine was to her paramourโhis hair often drenched in the smell of smoke. so, when she was reacquainted with it at this hour, she couldnโt help but slowly begin to bat her eyes open; her senses alighting one-by-one as she moved. truth be told, she had been so exhausted that she didnโt exactly recall where she fell to rest the night prior, but as she awakened, the picture was being painted for her.
curious fingertips moved upward to embrace the pads of her lips, and there, she found them still vibrating; kissing cherries plucked by another set to create a flavor of red berries on her tastebuds. rolling over towards the sensation of warmth she felt beside her, her dreary pupils caught sight of him; a man she loathed, but also a man she yearned for. pairing sex and hatred made a dangerous cocktail, and it was one that the two of them ingested on a semi-regular basis. they got drunk on one another, and while their erotic intoxication always proved to be a titillating time, in the morning, there was always regret. ahin wondered why she was hellbent on philandering with someone who drove her wild, and why, oh why, she put up with each snide comment, and reckless encounter, time and time again. all he did was remind her that her heartโs true longing was simply out of reach, and most every time they fell into a heap of hormones, she wished it was with junseo. she wished it was his back that she dug her nails into, that it was his mouth that was nipping love bites onto her dรฉcolletage.
but, it wasnโt with him, and even though all she wanted was for him to love her, her hope was dwindling into nothingnessโand with jiyong, she was constantly reminded of that.
so, when he spat venomous syllables her way, she shut her eyes and cursed her weakness; swore at herself for even contacting him again. she hummed a low groan and sat up, palms rubbing the sleep away from her eyes before she allowed her manicured nails to comb through her tresses; resetting them in place.ย โwell, good fuckinโ morning to you, too.โ ahin quipped, eyes glancing down to reveal her unclothed figure, and with that, she inhaled and exhaled a deep sigh.ย โyouโre already lighting up a cigarette?โ she queried, scoffing at him. โyouโre so gross...โ how unpleasant. now she, too, would reek of the vapor that consistently swathed him. she knew sheโd have to shower before returning back to her dorm. the last thing sheโd want is for the girls to pry about her whereabouts.
โiโm shocked that we fell asleep together,โ she began, leaning against the headboard with him.ย โyouโve never been the type to stick around, so whatโs the change, hmm?โ with that, she glared over to him; reaching an open palm out to nudge him.ย โyouโre not falling in love with me, are you?โ she knew what his answer would be, but she loved seeing him squirm.
โso,โ he calls throughout his apartment, glasses clinking against one another as he holds them in one hand, grabbing the fruit with the other, as he makes his way towards her on the couch,ย โbe honest, did you really buy these for me or are you just using me as an excuse to drink some wine?โ the opener goes out easily, with one simple push and pull, and he begins pouring their glasses. โi know iโm pretty irresistible, so itโs okay, really,โ his head tilts back, the familiar calm of the alcohol burns down his throat. โhm, open up,โ his fingers grasp onto a strawberry, moving them towards her mouth, waiting to feed her the snack.
โmake yourself at home.โ
his words were like a dagger that dug itself deep within the curvature of her back, her vertebrae crumbling at the sensation that whirled through her physique; her cheeks burning scarlet with those same emotions that she fought off day in, and day out, when it came to him. how dare he invite her to become one with the confines of his abode; how dare he taunt her with the idea that this damned place could be a haven for her, something more than an oasis of rosy waters she returns to when parched. the amount of times sheโs familiarized herself with the dรฉcor, the locations of each room, and even the feel of each surface, made it feel as though this was a home away from home of sorts, but in her soul, she knew that it was only somewhere she knew in the dark; beneath the moon and stars. never had she ever arose early to prepare a breakfast for the two of them, nor had she ever used the shower to freshen up after a long day of learning choreography, but oh... thatโs what she wanted. it was the simple things that she yearned for, especially with junseo. if their chemistry in the bedroom was enough to spark infernal flames within them that were hard to extinguish, then what would their romance be like? would it be an ever-glowing flicker of love that never dulled? within the caverns of her imagination, that was the picture she preferred to paint, and maybe it made her naรฏve, but she couldnโt help itย โโย to her, he was perfect; a man who was just as battered, bruised, and flawed as she was. he was a mess, but one that she wanted to clean up, and although she knew that she wasnโt seen in that same light to him, she hoped his mind would change; hoped he wouldnโt let her go after climaxes were reached.
shaking these troublesome thoughts from her mind, she gathered herself on his couch; crossing one leg over the other for added comfort. "you look really handsome tonight,โ ahin admitted, lips pursing as she looked over her shoulder at him; her pupils dilating as she followed his trail from the kitchen, to where she was seated.ย โit pisses me off how you well always manage to piece yourself together, hah.โ was she making her affections too obvious? probably. did she care? absolutely, but she refused to lie, especially not in moments like these. โyouโve always had great style, though. i have a feeling my subscribers would agree with me, too.โ she rolled her eyes, a light round of laughter reverberating from her palate. would he even know, or remember, that she had a youtube channel? she was eight hundred thousand followers strong, and he more than likely had no idea. why would he care anyway? trying not to become distracted once more, she inhaled, and exhaled, a deep sigh; combing her manicured fingernails through her onyx-plated tresses as he spoke. the sound of his voice pleased her; itโs basso warmth and natural cadence making her smile.
โi mean, being able to partake in the consumption of these gifts is an added bonus, but no, dumbass. i didnโt only buy these so i could drink. i couldโve done that at home by myself.โ was he genuinely this daft? she found herself questioning everything tonight, and she hoped that feeling a light buzz from some alcohol would help put the voices that spiraled about in her head to restย โโ one could only hope, anyway. โlike i said, i see nothing wrong with me surprising you with a gift... do you?โ however, before he could answer, there he was: raising a strawberry to her mouth, already beginning this game of tease, or be teased. deciding to play along, she parted her petals wide and bit into the tart fruit; itโs crimson hue rivaling that of her lip-stain. when she was finally able to revel in the flavor it treated her with, she hummed, pulling back and moving a hand upward to cover her mouth as she chewed, then swallowed.
โtell me. did you think youโd be spending valentineโs day alone? if so, then, youโre welcome.โ ahin lilted, sending him a wink.ย โiโm assuming, though, that you already have plans on white day? thereโs no way in hell that youโd give me anything, or even surprise me at home, huh?โ
โyou brought me a gift?โ he questions, with raised eyebrows, the minute he opens up his door to see the beautiful thing standing there. he waves her in, not a stranger to his place.ย โdonโt you think itโs a bit late for a house warming?โย
the most pristine and luxurious set of black patent leather heels pressed daintily into the cold concrete of the nationโs capital; the winter chill flittering about in the air nipping at a pair of exposed legs as ahin sauntered through the light crowds of people indulging in a little late night activity โ couples wandering around shopping centers taking selfies, parents treating their kids to midnight snacks, and here she was: a single woman cloaked in a shroud of onyx-hued attire and clutching gifts sheโd just purchased for the one man in her life that kept reappearing; the one who she felt a fondness for, but also the one she wanted to see squirm beneath her gaze. was it possible to both despise, and adore, someone? was it possible that passionate lust could transform into an infernal hatred that bubbled up beneath her tawny complexion? she hated that she cared about him, and that she thought of him throughout her day, and mostly because she knew that he didnโt share in mutual feelings, no. heโs made it clear that sheโs a good fuck, and nothing else โ someone that makes him weak in carnal fashions, but will never cradle his heart no matter how hard she tried, and whatโs sad is that she understands; she knows why he wouldnโt want a girl like her in his life.
if her fingertips dug into his flesh and their personal forms of darkness fused, thereโd be hell to pay; a hellmouth overloaded with toxicity and battered egos would open beneath them, and swallow them whole. it was common for a woman like her โ a soiled dove, a tattered photo of someone once so innocent โ would want a man like him, and though she knew their union would be riddled with problems, she canโt help but wonder if their negative affect on each other would be cathartic, if theyโd clash so much that theyโd be forced to confront the storms that brew internally enough so that their skies would clear. however, when she falls into this wild whirlwind of reveries, she canโt help but feel a jab in the heart, so she does her best to numb her pain โ to put on her mask and hope she can make him ache like heโs done with her, but little does she know that sheโs actually causing more harm to herself than she is to him. is she addicted to the pain? possibly, but sheโd never, ever admit it.
before she knew it, she was standing at his door yet again, and the instant that he came over to greet her and seemed gobsmacked at her offering, she rolled her eyes; shaking her head. โitโs valentineโs day, moronโฆ iโm not that much of a bitch, you know.โ not even waiting for his wave, she passes him by and occupies his space; the scent of his cologne immediately bringing back memories of their myriad of nights spent between islands of sheets. โi figured that since youโre the person that iโm spending my time with this year, iโd celebrate properly. you could use a little sweetness anyway, soโฆโ she cooed, setting down the three items on a nearby table. โare you going to continue standing there with that stupid look on your face, or are you gonna come and look at what youโve got?โ there was no way in hell she was going to let each chocolate dipped strawberry and drop of wine go un-enjoyed, and whether or not he partook was up to him, but she hoped that heโd ease upโฆ that heโd allow her into the creases in his heart a little more so she could better explore him.
โก ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: a daydream trapped in a nightmare.ย โโ ย ( +5 exp. )
โย ahin takes her social media presence very seriously. titled after her quite popular youtube channel, her instagram profile is, in her opinion, an aesthetic masterpiece; one that she pours her heart, soul, and love into. not only does she use this to communicate with fans, but itโs also where she alerts them about newly uploaded vlogs, and where she informs them what skincare, makeup, and outfits sheโs been into lately. companies have taken notice of the power she has over her audience, and in the future, she hopes to be featured as the face of a brand she loves, but until then, she sticks to what she does best: editing photos, piecing together lovely ootdโs, and overall, aiming to become popular outside of nightmareโs lore.
๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ! remember me ?? in case you donโt, hello ! my name is ๐๐๐๐, and when i was last in the group, i used to go under the alias ally.ย i wrote for ahin, as well as auroraโs main vocal, young eunjo ! it was never my true intention to go inactive. work simply destroyed my schedule for roleplaying, and it was hard to find the proper time to devote to this lovely group, but iโve since left one of my two jobs, and am back to pick-up where i left off ! so, without any further ado, iโd love to reintroduce you all to oneย ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, nightmareโs vocal / rap ! sheโs also a growing variety star, a lover of all forms of attention, as well as a huge mess, but you know... thatโs what makes her fun, hah ! below the cut will be a tl;dr version of ahinโs bio. there will also be important links to all of her pages, and remember, if youโd like to plot, or would like to continue to plot what weโve previously discussed,ย GIVE THIS A โก or send me an im !ย canโt wait to get back into the swing of things with all of you !
โก โ LIFEย STORY.
born to a working class family in november of the year 1996, ahin grew up in admiring her mother, and father, who worked so hard to give her the best life that they could. mom is a seamstress, dad is a handyman at their apartment building, as well as at a school district near their home, and despite not having an abundance of money to throw around, they lived a really happy lifeโtheir bonds closer than ever, and super sweet.
however, as their little girl grew older, she began to be bullied for not having what some of the other kidโs possessed. her tights were ripped, her shoes werenโt always clean, she never had the most sought after toys and gadgets, and to top it off, her dad worked at the school she attended. she was deemed a loser, and she hated that people were so mean, especially when she was so innocent. things got so miserable for her that, when she entered middle school, she began to lie about her upbringing; creating a fantasy world that she thought would make her cooler, and for years, it worked.
because of this ruse, she was able to join theย โpopularโ crowd; them accepting her with open arms like they never did before. after all, her mother began to replace all of the tags on her casual clothes with designer replicas, and sheโd spend all of her allowance money on material items meant to impress. though, years later, at sixteen years old, her truth was unveiled, and she was shunned; stripped of her throne as one of the coolest girls in school. this, obviously, didnโt sit well with her, and she fought for everyoneโs attention once againโmore desperate for it now than she was before.
around this time, her uncle got a job as an in-house producer for an entertainment company: the growing koala.t music. she saw this as her way back in, but when she went to tell people, they didnโt believe her. why would they? sheโd spent all this time lying, so why would she all of the sudden tell the truth? angry beyond reason, she vowed in that moment to become something that none of them could ever dream of: a beloved, and immensely well-known, celebrity, and hopefully with the help of her uncle, her act of revenge would be pulled off without a hitch.
after pestering him to get her an interview, he was able to convince the casting team at koala.t to see her, and she later became a trainee. despite working hard and having great performance skills, she lacked in voice, and rap, and was passed on for dรฉbut. she was devastated, but worked hard to prove she was worthy, and when nightmareโs concept changed, they thought she fit it better than a previous member, and added her in last minute. this, of course, made her ecstatic, and she was glad that sheโd have her chance to shine; to overpower those now nobody-popular-kids.
what came next though was unexpected, and her uncle, who produced their tracks so far, wasnโt giving her any lines on the songs. instead of realizing that it was because she wasnโt the most talented singer or rapper, she took it as an attack, and when sheโd berate him privately, heโd only screw her over more, but purposely this time, hah. so, she began to beg her company for solo opportunities, and theyโve allowed her to start a youtube channel focusing on fashion and beauty! itโs growing pretty steadily, and she hopes that sheโll get even more popular as time goes on!
for now, sheโs focusing on improving her own standings in the industry; primarily through social media, and planned variety appearances. sheโs still totally willing to stomp all over anyone to get to the top, and sheโll totally do it if need be.
personality-wise, sheโs a bit of a loose cannon. sheโs manipulative, sheโs jealous, sheโs intense, but on the other side of that, sheโs a blast to be around; someone whoโll help you forget your worries by offering a good time. to those sheโs loyal to, sheโs a great ear for venting, and will kill anyone that messes with her inner circle of friends. trust and believe.
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