hi everyone !! my name is alice or steal (any pronouns) and im so excited to finally be here!!! ^_^ it's been a long while since i've last joined an agency (since like... 2017... bare w me pls) so i hope i dont do something stupid HELP!! beside that, pls love (or bully whichever works) my boy, jeon (nolan) doyun, who is the 2nd fortitude pledge, insoo's intensely infatuated best friend, and frtp1's ex! if you would like to plot w me, hit the LIKE and ill try my best to run to you! i currently do not have any plots cus my brain is mush mush rn. you can reach me on discord or tumblr im's, i will try my best to get to both.
under the cut are some random facts and bg info of doyun, enjoy !! @virtuemedia
( bio / stats )
some bg info about doyun:
youngest child of the jeon family, has two older siblings (brother and sister) who are living on their own, ultimately got coddled a lot as a child
supposed to be the heir of his family's winery and brewery! in other words, his family is very much stacked and is known for their best-selling alcohol
people didn't rly expect this decision because everyone thought it'll be the oldest son (esp since doyun's father is the oldest son who took over)
very sheltered, quiet child and was seen as a polite; he didn't have any friends or anybody around him besides his nanny/caretaker. he didn't speak much until he met insoo when he was 12, and insoo completely changed how doyun interacts w others
always under the spotlight, esp w how many connections that his family has, so he only listened to his mother and followed her instructions. his mother taught him to care (a little too much) about his image, so he often had to get styled before he went anywhere
got heavily attached to insoo to the point that he refused to befriend others until frtp1 comes along, and now he had 2 people who he doesn't want to ever let go
after a while, insoo rubbed off on him by a lot and he became a very selfish person! he wanted validation and respect from everyone he knew, so he snuck his way thru and made his own fashion house (using his family's funding without their full knowledge ofc)
becus of his family's notability and connections, his fashion house instantly became a hit and many wanted a hold of it after few fashion weeks. he started off with clothes, but then designed other products: handbags, wallets, so forth, and made quite a lot of money so far
some random facts about doyun:
roughly based on elite's carla rosón caleruega!
scorpio sun, leo moon, taurus rising (yes this mf is a melting pot) / chaotic neutral / entj
has a subtle resting bitch face cus he just grew up like that, so if he looks like he's glaring at you, it's actually just him staring at you
he stands with a straight back/posture (idk just a random thing) and cares about his appearance A LOT (spends quite a bit on materialistic and on self-care items)
in general or surface level, he is a very talkative and "friendly" (not kind) guy, so people often parade around him. he knows how to talk his way thru people and this is his best ability, and also has the little pretty smile that he does. he charms people by doing this and can appear very charismatic, and anyone would wish to be around someone who is successful and attractive
underneath, he doesn't have a temper but he can be emotional. he hates it when something doesn't go his way and he fixates on it until it does. i'll say he can be an overwhelming control freak if it gets too much. this pushes towards him being very possessive (seen as loyal though) over his life, so there is no way you will look at frtp1 or insoo without him knowing
keeps his emotions to himself and doesn't like it when someone pries on him or any of his business. he tends to do it so much that he eventually explodes and gets rly emotional, or other times, he just disappears until he feels better
this concludes to him being very competitive person and will do anything to take you down if you are competing for something that he is, and it can turn vindictive
those who knew him from back then often compare him to his past, saying how he is different and "matured" into an adult, but actually, he just learned how to be manipulative, strategic, and selfish lol...
he had everything wrapped until the news about insoo's disappearance came out, and that led to his first breakdown becus for the first time, he lost control of a situation
so now he's kinda a shaky wet dog in the rain LOL doing everything he can to keep things under his control by kissing ass and "rebuilding" relationships. maybe he will change once he finds friends? who knows!!
he sits off to the side of the runway, watches the swirls of patterns and feels the thump of the music… he’s never been one to fully understand fashion, but he finds doyun’s work surprisingly palatable. he politely claps at the end of the show, stands up when doyun comes out to bow at the end, and then instantly sets off toward the backstage area.
he holds up his skku press badge, says he’s some college kid just looking for a scoop on a fellow college kid, slipping through the security with hardly more than a few quick quips and maybe a couple hand shakes. it’s not too long before he’s sidling up to the Man of the Hour who seems a bit uncertain(? is that it..?) at his presence.
striding up, dongmin wears his glowing grin and lighthearted tone, hand already extending for a handshake.
“i’ve only heard of you through phone conversations,” dongmin beams. “pleasure to finally make your acquaintance, doyun.”
doyun’s mother is a socialite for a reason. it is nearly impossible for her to not know any person of status that comes across. whether they are from medicine, beauty, or finance, she knows them somehow, and doyun is equally as impressed as any of her peers would be.
in particular, she often mentions a certain woman: someone who is near her age, dressed finely, spoke elegantly and has quirks that his mother fancies. but there is a reason why this woman is so special to his mother. her son, kwak dongmin, is the secret, and doyun never really understood why this person was necessary for their lives. usually, he avoids any other person or keeps them at a distance (because he only needs his best friend and lover by his side), so he pays no attention unless it is for business.
news went around that doyun is attending skku, and everyone knows about it (with the help of his mother’s mouth). in honor of that, he decided to host a runway for his latest collection, and of course, his mother doesn’t forget to mention the name dongmin. with that, doyun expected him to come along.
the stage went well. doyun shows his designs, does his speech, and walks backstage for the finale. he can hear the usual clapping, a small aspect that fuels his ego. everyone is rushing to get the guests out, and his models are all taking time to remove their lavish clothing. for doyun, he stands by to greet any passerby, but an individual walks up to him.
he sees an extended hand, and it is accompanied by a handsome smile. the man looks familiar — similar to his mother’s close companion. ah, must be dongmin?
“oh,” he says from the approach and flashes a charming smile. “pleasure to meet you too... dongmin, right?” his hand intertwines with the other, delivering a strong yet friendly handshake.
i’m so sorry (maybe move out of the way next time) ; @dolhwne
there are rarely times where doyun goes out for fried chicken. usually, he or the restaurant is either too busy so he never bothers to go visit. however so suddenly, he gains the craving to go, and he feels a little embarrassed. he is currently standing in line with regulars while dressed as if he is heading to a dinner reservation. his fit is blessed with gold and designers that no normal person could purchase, and he feels very much out of place (there are many people gushing around him and it is hard to avoid it). he doesn’t say much and continues to dwell into his business; finger scrolling past endless posts of his social media feed.
he orders and retrieves his food without a problem (except earning more stares from nearby students). he looks around for an area to camp at, preferably near the door so he can bolt out whenever he needs to, but his focus is too concentrated that he accidentally clashes with someone. his beverage unfortunately lands on the other’s shirt and paints a dark, unpleasant color and odor. he nearly freezes and immediately looks up to see who the victim is, then he recognizes who it was.
ah, do ilhwan...? at least it’s one of his own.
“oh god, i’m so sorry.” he apologizes instantly and places his bag on the nearby counter, “do you need a new shirt? i will buy you a new one.”
he belatedly realizes that perhaps hanui would not be as fond of his action if he were to harm doyun, even if they had broken up. this will have to be dealt in a different way, one where fists aren’t used.
“i wonder why they put me in the temperance lineage..” he hums, his eyes narrowing as he stares down at the other, his words his weapon for the evening as he prepares to strike. “ you’re in fortitude right? the same one hanui’s in.” the girl’s name dripped in a familiarity that changho does not have, but does doyun need to know?
“that must be unpleasant to deal with, since you two..” he trails off, “i’m sorry that was rude of me, but they should have done more research, it’s unfair to pit you two against each other.”
who knew someone like changho could irritate doyun from proximity alone? with their hands still connected, it only annoys him further, and he senses that changho won't be the one to break it. it is between doyun and his ego, while it starts roping doyun into madness because he also cannot be the one to split apart.
but does he have to stand here and listen to whatever that continues to spout of changho's mouth? having to pretend to be interested and reply back with a false and forced smile, littering with words that are completely meaningless? does he need to converse with someone who dared to meddle with hanui?
he knows very well that changho is not happy to be near him either, but why did he choose to approach doyun? now this is the real question.
doyun thought about it a bit deeper. the two have only seen each other, and he is positive that something is driving changho to do this. there could only be one reason: hanui. doyun isn't surprised by it however. in fact, he'll also play this game, and doyun isn't going to gain nothing from their meet. the aching realization that doyun recognizes nothing of changho, perhaps this is way that doyun will find out piece by piece of who this man really is.
but he realizes that playing nice isn't changho's forte.
each word is an inch closer to his limit — his tolerance runs so low that he might need to grit his teeth to pass through. “ah,” he breathes out. he doesn’t like how changho says hanui’s name so unwavering, so confidently; actually, he hates it. and to bring up the clash between him and his past lover? now, he despises changho.
“no worries. it’s unfortunate, but it’s right of them to do what they did. a relationship shouldn’t be something to stop competition,” right? is that really true, doyun? he can only hope to brush it off. “but it’s strange that you are worrying about us. wouldn’t that be the last thing on your mind?” he pauses, “we aren’t your competitors.”
so why does his stomach twist? why are his feet carrying him towards doyun? why is he bothered that hanui is left alone? their relationship is none of his business. yet the curiosity does not leave him as he slips from his champagne flute, the lingering bile fills his throat, jeon doyun is inconsequential, repeats but he ignores it.
perhaps changho’s been enchanted by some vengeful god, one that is pulling at his strings for amusement as he finds himself smiling as he approaches doyun. “ jeon doyun right?,” his free palm outreached towards the other, “crazy night, isn’t it ? i guess sophomore year won’t be as boring as last year was.”
maybe jeon doyun is more significant than changho wants to admit.
it isn’t strange for doyun to know everyone. even if their significance seems so little to his life, he still remembers them. his family demonstrates it as a skill — something that one is required to have, but he never learned it as that way. he sees as a talent; he keeps note of everyone he sees, whether it is small or big, and he does it so much that it is engrained in his mind. he finished exploring and detailing every connection that he could find within his parents’ circle, but now he has a bigger task, and it is to reap every bit of information from his college peers.
he used this technique on hanui and insoo, tracking their every possible move and learning their connections with others. it sounds nearly obsessive, but in his perspective, he is doing them a favor, and anyone else would not be pleased if they were his attachments. however when news came out of his break-up with hanui, that case is not so likely for his ex anymore. both swore to never see each other again, and he lost all control of a devotion. he is confused, almost too confused when it comes to her, and that sentiment eats him. he forces himself to not pay attention to her, but somehow... somehow... he catches something that doesn’t settle easily.
ryu changho, a man that doyun never expected to leave a sour taste.
doyun knows of him, but he knows nothing of him. it bothers him the most, and it being a thought that gnaws him repeatedly becomes a burden. doyun received word before about changho’s interest in his ex-lover, but it shouldn’t be a problem, right? changho shouldn’t be a problem to him at all. it is obvious that the couple is no longer together, and she isn’t (supposed to be) in his life anymore, yet his heart feels heavy — so heavy that their efforts irks him. of course, he pretends to not care. no matter how much changho irritates him, he walks away from it. it is best for him — no, it is best for him and hanui that he pretends to not mind, but he can only pretend to a certain extent.
as if hell gave him a present, he is suddenly greeted by the hand of his greatest burden, and he never expected it to arrive so soon. he pretends once more and takes changho’s hand, “that’s correct.” he shakes firmly and manages his best smile. “ryu changho, right?” god, the name almost leaves bitterly.
“compared to last year, it is definitely crazier," he briefly pauses. "but it is a pleasure to finally meet you.” his patience can only handle so much.
forgive me now, forget me later? ( at the pledges' dinner ) ; @nectcr
doyun is used to the attention. the stares, the whispers ━ he knows far too well on how it goes. it is his first appearance after a small period of disappearance, and there are already chatter when he walks. he doesn't mind really; in fact, he actually craves it, but he hides it well with a courteous smile. he enters grandly and polished; it is obvious that he spent all day preparing himself. with his mother by his side, he picked the proper fit and features, and he made sure he presents himself as one of the school's finest. on his own, he credits his mother by displaying the perfect smile, the perfect gestures, the perfect scheme. possibly anything that he can show that he is proudest of himself, even if he is slightly worn down from high emotion.
in his perspective, he begins to feel quite uneasy on how well the play is going. he tries hard to muster his best voice, travelling between huddles to introduce himself and achieving an unforgettable talk among many. it is going far too well ━ way too well, actually. people are laughing along with him, people are talking to him, people are looking at him, but why does he feel odd? why does he feel troubled? perhaps, it is the sips of champagne that makes him feel slightly dazed. no matter what, he continues his act, and he plays it through.
it is until the dinner that he realizes the cause of his disturbance. he imagined a pleasant time, but that thought is crumbled once he realizes who he is seated next to. next to him is a familiar someone, dressed in a fine fabric and styled with magnificent strands. she is fitted beautifully ━ it is almost breath-taking. he almost forgets to sit himself down, and he is nearly knocked from how much he missed the presence beside him. it is embarrassing. actually, it is humiliating on how he feels this way.
of course, he isn't the only one who feels this way.
all eyes are on the exes. he could sense it. but so suddenly, the stares become dangerous. he doesn't feel safe anymore, and he knows the reason why. it is obvious that the pair is broken: they aren't matching, they didn't come together, and they aren't even together. but this time, he can't run away. he has a reputation to keep, and this is not enough for him to break it. with the most charming smile he could give to anyone, he tries to settle himself on his seat and turns his head slightly to the girl's direction.
