HIATUS TILL THE END OF MAY 2015
Jeon Hyosung
October 13, 1992
TRC Resident dépuis April 26, 2015
❝ You will always be too much of something for someone: too big, too loud, too soft, too edgy. If you round out your edges, you lose your edge. ❞
TW: obsessive & possessive behaviour, hints of gore, mutilation.
The delivery man handed over the package not realizing what he was indeed handing over. A box, that contained a story book for the unsuspecting girl. She was probably smiling right? Thinking it was a gift from a loved one, or a simple friend.
If only that was the case for Jeon Hyosung. Inside contained a book, written by someone who didn’t know the word ‘no’. He didn’t know boundaries, he didn’t really know what love was but he was certain he shared it with someone who didn’t even know him. Or of his existence— yet.
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful performer who danced for the people of a distant kingdom She smiled with radiance, to everyone who greeted her. Even a lowly prince of a dismal kingdom, Prince Leonardo. Leonardo was a recluse in his own kingdom. Never wanting to interact too much with his people, nonetheless people from a kingdom far from his own.
Everyday he admired the dancer from afar, watching her every movement. When she danced, he watched her– as if she were enticing him, taunting him with every charismatic gesture. Taking his hand, she asked him to dance all in good fun. He was speechless, and embarrassed. How could someone like her– notice someone his own people didn’t even noticed? But he never felt so happy, he smiled much to his guards’ surprise. He never smiled, for anyone.
The Prince proclaimed his love for her, after their dance was done but she respectfully declined. He was adamant about her accepting him, to the point where she couldn’t go anywhere with him being her shadow. There, behind her no matter where she went, Leonardo followed.
Because no one loved the shining light, that was Hyosung more than him. She looked to everyone with such bright eyes, her smile lit up every dark part of his soul. Yet she denied him every time. Growing tired of him she screamed, “What do you want?” She pulled away from him, it was her mistake.
This was her fault.
His answer was simple.
“Everything.” Her eyes grew frightened, and she backed away from him but it was too late. Before she knew it, she was far far from home to never be seen again.
The distant kingdom searched for her, their men searching all over the land for her. Leonardo tucked Hyosung, in a castle deep in the wood of his lands, and came to visit her.
When they would go out in public, she’d have to keep her face hidden. He laughed for them both, he smiled for them both and he loved her. He loved himself for the both of them, now that she was with him he never had to be lonely again. His greatest wish hand been granted. Holding his love close to him he smiled gently, “I love you, so much.”
“But.” He paused looking at her pretty face, her hair up in a beautiful braided style, courtesy of his hairdressers. There was something that had to be done.
Prince Leonardo looked at Hyosung holding her face in his hands, “..Your eyes are for me only.” Blinking a few times, “Take them from her.” He said before his guards grabbed her from behind, and when they returned her to him in his chamber. He smiled once more, rubbing her cheeks, “I took your eyes.. so you’d never look to another.” She tried to smile for him, she tried to think of why anyone who loved her would do this.
Hyosung couldn’t understand her Prince’s feelings, and that was fine by him. No one would understand this feeling he had only for her, this feeling was for Hyosung alone. He was alright with that, if people cursed him– called him insane.
None of them mattered.
One Year Later
“She never smiles at me anymore.” He reminisced to a guard, but then looked over to his side sitting in the thrown dolled up, a smile carved into her face. A blindfold against where her eyes once were. “So I gave her one.. doesn’t she look pretty?” Leonardo gushed over his princess. “Yes.. sire, she does.” Pleased with his answer, he stood up to kneel in front of her taking her hands into his. Reaching up to touch at the scarred skin of her cheeks, she was so beautiful to him.
“I love you, Hyosung.”
“…”
“I love you, Hyosung.”
“…”
“I can say it all day.”
“I.. love you, Leonardo.” Kissing her hands, finally she grew quiet and less of a fighter. If he kept her just a little longer–
He could have her.
“I never loved anyone more than I loved you.. Hyosung.” He said taking her by the hand, her shaky steps following behind him.
As the title says, I’m FINALLY able to come off hiatus! (Kinda... I hope... I really do hope so... but nothing is 100% predictable atm. LOL.) But I’d really like to get some good plots for this girl. I haven’t rped her properly in close to two months, and I don’t know if the people I’ve had plots with are still around even.
I also, and quite unfortunately, will likely drop most of the ongoing threads that I had, if the other parties haven’t dropped them already, not because of loss of interest, or not wanting to continue rping with the muns, or anything of the sort... just... the threads have likely become rather outdated. orz
However, I will notify everyone before finalizing things.
But seriously, I really do desperately need plots for this girl so I can bring her back to life, SO COME AT ME EVERYONE! ; U ; Just like/comment here and I’ll come at you asap. (Unlikely today though as it’s Canada Day and I’ve got plans! ; u ;)
Which reminds me, happy Canada Day to all Canadians!
There was a weak laugh, one that grew embarrassed when Hyosung mentioned his prodigy status and he waved his hands faintly. He couldn’t say no, but he didn’t want to be known as ‘that’ trainee. The one who was a threat, the one who was a ‘prodigy’. They were his sunbaes and he found himself abashed as he glanced to Hyosung. He couldn’t even explain that thought to her. Instead he found himself shrugging to her question. “I did a song from Tablo. My rapping and singing isn’t very good,” Minhyuk admitted with a weak voice, and he found himself drawn into her explanation about how she was scouted. The same as him. That caused a weird ripple to roll through him, and he felt himself exhaling a chuckle. “We’re the same,” he added in. His brow faintly knitted as he nodded his head. He knew the hip-hop image. That was the main reason he was worried about it. Hyosung’s talkative behaviour had him reeling, trying to keep up and work out if this was a good sign or a bad one. “They must have seen something in you to sign you. I’m sure you’ll do well,” Minhyuk offered his encouragement with a smile shot towards her. When she said it was her first day, he exhaled, relieved. They were both on the same page them. “Do you know anyone here from before? Sunbaes,” He clarified to show that he didn’t mean himself. A curiousness on whether she had friends at TRC, whether she would fit in well. Minhyuk’s concern for his old friend rising, faintly. They were the same, both lacking in hip-hop, both new and fresh. He wondered if she was as worried about fitting in as he was. A sudden onset of comradery facilitated by their history.
“It must have been good enough though. They’re tough judges.” She chuckled, nodding at his observation. They were indeed in the same boat, an in a way, it relieved some of the anxiety within her. At least she knew someone who wasn’t... rather well established within the walls. She didn’t want to feel like an outsider within the Kingdom, with her style difference, and everything of the sort. She noted the faint grimace on Minhyuk’s face at the mentioning of hip hop, and wondered if he shared the same worries. “I suppose so, yes.” She faintly chuckled as she finally caught herself idly stirring her food. “I’m sure you will too.” She winked playfully and stuck her fist up in a physical utterance of hwaiting!! Even if anxiety bubbled within her, she was overwhelmed with excitement enough to be able to ignore it for the time being. “I don’t think so, no. None that I had already known to be in TRC. And I just got here, so I haven’t run into anyone familiar yet. You?” She leaned in to whisper, a tad loudly so the other trainee on the table could hear, “I heard in Royal they do some initiation thing for new trainees... Better stick together and watch out for any funny business!” She pursed her lips, feigning worry, then she let out a soft laugh and straightened up, finally getting to her first taste of her breakfast.
yura’s feelings about getting new trainees were mixed at best. it wasn’t because she felt a greater sense of competition, nor did she have anything against the new faces, but her uncertainty stemmed from the most basic of her reactions to most things–her anxiety. she’d been a trainee at the company for several months now, and although she’d made some progress, she’d still only managed to connect with just a small handful of trainees. how much worse would her record be with new people around whom she’s never met? it made an unpleasant feeling bubble up in her gut on the way to work, and it only grew bigger once she stepped inside the trc building. she’d been so caught up in her own thoughts and worries, hands wringing and bottom lip between two tiers of pearlescent teeth, that she didn’t even notice the girl right in front of her. bodies collided and hushed apologies streamed past her lips as she immediately dipped into several bows, long, black hair obstructing her face. “i’m so sorry,” she kept repeating over and over, a small whine following after. “are you okay?”
Making it into TRC was the grandest highlight in her life, in her view of course. It was the first step in a long road that would eventually lead to her finally reaching her dream. But the new stage of her life crushed her spirits down as fast as it had lifted them up. It sparked troubles between her and her best friend, and left her drowning in an unescapable well of guilt and self-blame. She was aware of the dull clouds forming in her mind, and yet, being within the walls of TRC motivated her enough to carry on with her life, as if a storm wasn’t brewing within her. A tad selfish, she thought. But she knew herself, she was prone to long and severe depressive spells, and she had to distract herself in any way, shape, or form so she doesn’t slip into one. It’d be the worst time for her to slip into one.
She took a deep breath in, attempting to relieve her tightened chest. She was heading to a dance workshop, and she needed to utilize all of her breathing techniques so she can keep going without any, well, malfunctions. At least she knew the path to this class and won’t be lost. She smiled a tad, realizing she was growing more comfortable with her surroundings. Yet just as she turned a corner into the hallway she needed, she was sent back after colliding into another body. Thankfully, she was good with her balance. She mimicked the female she had bumped into, but in more audible apologies, “Oh no! I’m sorry, it’s alright. Are you alright?” Hyosung casually chuckled as she glanced at the scene of the crime, and reached for some loose strands of her blonde hair, tucking them behind her ear. Such was a nervous tick of hers. “It was a sharp corner, neither of us could see the other. Ah! Sorry!” She laughed softly.
Hello! So I haven’t been feeling all that great recently, plus rl is kinda keeping me busy. ; u ; So I’ll be declaring a 2 week max hiatus for the time being, (will likely end up being a semi-hiatus cause it’s hard for me to stay away for long. LOL. But just in case.)
I’ve already messaged the main. (So just in case my message didn’t go through, here’s a post for it.)
To everyone I’m rping with, I understand if you’d like to drop threads or whatnot if I take too long to get back to them. And if our thread is developmental and you need to know what happens so your muse can carry on for the time being, don’t hesitate to message me.
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