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my deepest apologies if this intro is messy or rambling asf (it's my aesthetic after all) but hello friends! i'm gem, like the stones, and this is an old muse of mine that i love dearly and haven't played in forever so i'm rly happy that i get to again!! a little tl:dr on naebin to get started, she's capable of darkness mimicry and has been since finding out about her father's passing when she was about nine years old! great emotional shifts can cause her ability to flare up, so she's actually v v thankful for nullivi and happily wears the patch. has a love/hate (mostly hate) relationship with her ability due to its tendency to inflict melancholy on others and she lives in fear that her power may someday be targeted by the government for its dangers or exploited for the wrong reasons, as she's far too trusting! if that sounds like a good time, feel free to continue reading below! otherwise, if you'd like to chat or plot some things out, just like this post and i'll send you smth <3
trigger warnings for nightmare imagery, car accidents and death apply!
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naebin was born in daejeon as the older sister of twin boys, her father a truck driver and her mother a secondary school teacher. her childhood was rife with difficulties, as naebin was plagued with frequent nightmares that would disrupt both her life and her family's. she'd dream that a cloud of darkness was creeping across her bedroom towards her. it would cloak her hand first, then her feet; before she knew it, she'd be completely absorbed into the shadows and spreading through the entire house. she'd hear the muffled sobs of her parents and younger brothers from down the hall, somehow knowing she was responsible but having no idea how to stop it. she'd awake screaming, sometimes not even in her bed, as though the very shadows in her dreams had tried to carry her away. her parents would come running; a mixture of worry, exhaustion and frustration obvious in her mother's eyes every time, though her father often simply looked sympathetic. they seemed to be at a loss, and so was she. sometimes, naebin would try and force herself to stay awake all night, on a vigilant mission to stop these events. her parents, hardly able to afford the extra expense with three children to look after, took her to a sleep specialist in order to assess the issue. when that didn't work, they brought her to a child psychologist in hopes that talking through her emotions could resolve these haunting nightmares. the woman was very kind and reassuring, reminding naebin that it wasn't her fault she was experiencing these things. her warmth and understanding towards naebin's expression of emotion built up a small bit of confidence in the young girl. for awhile, her nightmares lessened considerably in intensity and frequency. life with her family was finally starting to normalize. however, nothing could prepare her for the shape her fate was about to take.
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naebin's mother got the call around 2:15 on a rainy winter morning. her husband's truck had been involved in a ghastly accident while making a late night haul, and he hadn't survived the collision. when naebin was being awoken in the middle of the night alongside her brothers, she knew a traumatic blow was about to be dealt, but she prayed and wished to whoever was listening that she wasn't about to hear what she already suspected. when the words fell from her mother's lips, naebin went instantly colder, but that was only the tip of the iceberg in the sequence of events that night. as tears spilled from she and her brothers' eyes, darkness began to overtake her body. it was as though shadows were seeping from her very pores and engulfing her entire being. she heard errant screams from her mother and brothers as the void grew, completely replacing naebin in her spot on the bed. distantly flowing towards her were the echoing footsteps of her brothers following their mom as she ran from the room in fear. in the moment, naebin didn't really care, she just wanted to cry in the dark. for once, the shadows actually felt like home.
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finding out she was an anomaly with darkness mimicry didn't do much for naebin's sense of worth, especially considering her ability caused so much despair for her family, who was already dealing with the loss of her father. life changed a lot after the news got out; naebin was kicked out of her primary school, her psychologist was too afraid to see her anymore and her own family couldn't look at her the same way. she knew her mother still loved her, but she also knew her fear was slowly beginning to cloud that emotion. the family was forced to move from their neighborhood to another due to increasing unrest from their neighbors, while naebin's paternal grandmother moved in with them to help out. halmoni kwayoung felt like naebin's only ally at times, and provided her with a sense of unconditional support and valuable information. naebin learned her paternal grandfather was also an anomaly. he'd passed away long before she was ever born or even before her parents met each other. naebin's father had been sworn to secrecy about his own father's abilities, as naebin's mother had never been too keen on them. the woman's coldness towards naebin suddenly made a lot more sense, but it did nigh to comfort her. her brothers, though somewhat fearful of her newly discovered power, seemed to love her just the same. it was a scant ray of light in the darkness she had wrought on her family. still, naebin never protested her mother's outward indifference toward her. the young girl feared her own power, how could she expect her mother to feel any differently? she desperately wanted her mother's love and acceptance, but if she never obtained it, whose fault was it? naebin stewed in this melancholy and self-disdain for months, learning the unfortunate fact that this despair could be spread to others when in her dark form, if she could muster enough strength and sadness. it had her clinging to the hope that somehow, someday, her ability could be suppressed. she didn't want to feel like the very essence of corruption any longer. when she learned of the existence of nullivi, something she'd thought for years was just an unrelated throwaway commercial on tv she heard in the background, she felt like it was too good to be true. after receiving the patch and putting it on, she was delighted to find out that it did, in fact, have a temporary nullifying effect on her ability. she couldn't control the wave of tears that hit her; feeling like for the first time since this entire ordeal started, she could possibly gain a sense of normalcy. she was able to go back to school, she found a great therapist who was comfortable with anomalies, she was beginning to make friends and her mother even started to address her with more warmth than she had in nearly a year. the dark cloud that had hovered over her for so long had finally dissipated somewhat. she knew she wasn't rid of her abilities entirely, but to even be allowed a reprieve from them for a short time was more than she ever thought she'd get to experience.
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in her mid to late teens, naebin had gained more confidence in herself just by the sheer strength of the bonds she'd made in the school systems of seoul. some of the students even had abilities like her, allowing them to compare patches and horror stories. it made her see her ability through a less harsh lens, though there were still aspects of it she could do without. right around the time she was set to start applying for college, it was announced that a university especially for anomalies was opening its doors. naebin, who had for so long felt like such an outsider due to her darkness mimicry, finally had the opportunity to be largely around people who would understand. she was accepted for their bachelor's program in child psychology, as she wanted to offer guidance to children who were trying to process grief, especially those whose situations were exacerbated by their anomaly status like hers was. being apart of sua's student body was even more enjoyable than she'd initially thought. she tried out for house haetae's sporting rally team in an attempt to get more comfortable with her ability and to break out of her shell in general. she enjoys it, though sometimes its intensity gets to her. despite the team's propensity for propelling yin members to the top, naebin is perfectly happy being in the background as a yang member. she's one of the only yang members who have stuck it out over the years. after achieving so much success in gaining her bachelor's degree, naebin has officially entered the first year of sua's masters program. her relationship with her brothers remains strong, though she misses them terribly. her mother is a different story, as naebin beginning to embrace her ability in certain ways has seemingly fractured things between them once more. though naebin somewhat accepts herself now, she fears she may never truly receive that same sentiment from her mother.
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naebin has a long history of being your typical wallflower sad girl with a certain level of distaste for herself and her preternatural abilities, but the love she's lacked giving herself in the past has always been reserved for others. she's genuinely the kindest, most loyal person even when you treat her badly. she wants the best for everyone around her, even if it means sometimes extending her empathy to the wrong person.
she can be rather gullible and overly trusting and gives the benefit of the doubt to people even when they don't deserve it. genuinely just wants to help tbqh
she's a massive worrier!!!! gets anxiety abt nothing at all and is 1000% the type to make you call her when u get home to let her know ur okay. texting is not enough WHAT IF THEY KIDNAP YOU AND USE YOUR PHONE? I NEED TO HEAR UR VOICE.
despite being the literal dark, she's fuckign spineless bro lmao. she's not rly the one to take along on spooky adventures, but like she'll go. she doesn't wanna be left out but she's gonna cry the whole time. she's the voice of reason in the horror movie "guys we rly shouldn't be doing this. we should go back to the car guise. guys please."
get her drunk and you're gonna have a mess on your hands. secret party girl? we love to see it.
though she's faced tragedy and a lot of hurdles to get to this level of self acceptance, she's thriving far more than she ever has in her life and has no plans of stopping.
