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Kengo Iyamoto is a 27-year old photojournalist living in San Myshuno. Throughout high school, he was definitely a bit geeky, and wasn’t, strictly speaking, cool. Now, there’s two ways this could have gone: either those dorky years would instill in him a sense of humility and self-awareness that would carry into his adult life, OR he would fall in love with how “awesome” not being a geek was, and have learned no valuable lesson in the process.

Guess which route Ken took?

Ken is a veritable fuckboy, but the worst kind. Some radiate that energy just by the way they look and act, but Ken has mastered the art of appearing the exact opposite way in pursuit of the same exact goal: sex. In other words, Ken will try his damn hardest to woo you, and you won’t even notice. In fact, he’d be quick to point out the debauchery of other -- less covert -- men.

Recognizing the Signs of Being Seduced by Kengo Iyamoto

He will make frequent references to his job, and will attempt to appear “deep” and soulful by talking about how photojournalism has the ability to “tell the untold story” (whatever the fuck that’s supposed to mean)

He will act shy or timid, which hardly reflects his actual disposition. He is very confident and thinks rather highly of himself.

He will show up ten minutes late to the first date, extremely apologetic, because his dog “escaped his apartment”. His dog is blind.

If and when you find yourself back at his apartment, he will sheepishly draw attention to the carefully-calculated mess inside, including family photo albums, handwritten letters, photographs, and dog toys.

Kengo is a fuckboy who wants you to think he’s a softboy.

As sociopathic as this might come across, it’s not totally disingenuous, as he generally is a pretty pretentious person. He desperately wants to appear as a misunderstood starving artist, who started out begging on the streets of San Myshuno and ended up as a full-time photojournalist at Epoch Magazine. In reality, he had a fairly normal upper-middle class upbringing, and landed his job because his aunt is an editor there. He’s pretty vain, and appearances are important to him.

Despite this, he really is quite talented, and good at what he does. He has an insane work ethic and dedication to his job. Assuming he’s not trying to get in your pants, and you can look past the occasional artistic self-aggrandizing, he's a great conversationalist and just wants to have a good time. He’s as cool as a cucumber, and possesses a natural, likable energy that draws people to him (maybe the whole softboy act isn’t even necessary). He enjoys partying, and does care a lot for his family and close friends. He’s particularly close with his dad, a doctor in Twinbrook, and his best friends and roommates Sawyer & Hiram. Sawyer, oddly enough, is a woman, and he’s decent enough to respect their friendship as is (although she generally disapproves of his exploits).

Fun Facts about Kengo

Will answer to Ken or Kengo

Is deathly afraid of snakes after being chased by one on a family trip when he was young

Is very well-traveled, and tries to take a trip every year

Has had two prior relationships, the last of which ended, in a word, explosively

Favorite food is chicken curry

Identifies as straight, but not opposed to stringing along making time for a guy

Is fairly talented under the sheets

Is obsessed with his tattoo sleeve

Is pretty athletic and into sports, though you’d never really guess it, and he doesn’t tend to flaunt it

Is a TOTAL nerd for anything that has to do with samurai -- comics, books, movies, anything. Feudal Japan is the source of his geekiness.

Has a deeeeeeeeeeep voice

Favorite color is crimson

Kengo’s goal in joining Love Island is to get his face out there and to hook up -- and he certainly wouldn’t mind that cash prize, either. If he won, he’d take a year off work and travel the world, taking pictures.

His traits are Creative, Ambitious, and Snob.

a lil bit about jiani: she grew up in a very successful family, constantly overshadowed by her more talented silbings whilst all she wanted to do was sing and dance. growing up in a rich family was something everyone desired, and everyone envied her life and her family; however, she hated it. her parents always prefered her siblings over her, and it was apparent. when going to galas, she was always left home, alone with no one. she was the black sheep. so she wanted to prove to everyone that she was good enough.

gender: female, sexuality: lesbian :D but due to her strict homophobic family she is closeted :( 

age: 17, postition: main vocalist, lead dancer

entertainment experience: she has been on a few big talent shows a few times due to the strings her parents pulled because of fame. they had to make their daughter seem talented although she alr is. 

extra little things about her: 

she loves rice cakes, and bubble tea(specifically passionfruit green tea)

she bits her nail when nervous, and hates nails but will put them on. 

loves singing, lives for singing, she is actually an angel when singing 

she’s cold due to people using her but really a babie ( hence the second photo :D) 

Bio: Cosette’s life story is a little bit fuzzy even for her. Her father, Reid Rosada had a very rough childhood under his father’s care. Reid’s mother had left/dissapeared leaving him in the hands of a mad scientist. He preferred it when his father didn’t pay attention to him. Ever since he could remember his dreams were plagued by a haunting melody. He dreamt of a girl lacking of color who would lead him away from his horrible family life. As he got older the dream faded from his memory, and after graduating he quickly got of town and away from his father. Reid never spoke to his father after that fateful day and had put his past behind him to start his own family. Things were going well for him and his new wife as they welcomed a baby girl into their life. But it wasn’t very long until Reid started to have those weird dreams again: a pale girl standing in the desert, always accompanied by that haunting song. The dreams intensified as the years went by and Reid would wake up with a start and almost swore that there was someone right outside singing the melody. He never saw anyone of course but he slowly lost sleep afraid he would wake up to find his ghost standing in the bedroom. Just when he could bare it no more the dream stopped suddenly and all was peaceful for one night. Until the next day when a strange man dressed all in black appeared on his front door step. This man was his father’s lawyer and he came bearing his will. Reid’s real monster had died quite suddenly in the middle of the desert and apparently from a heart attack. The mad scientist had left Reid his house. Naturally Reid wanted nothing to do with his childhood home as it brought up memories he cared not to remember but the man in black insisted he return one last time or else the remaining part of his will ( a large sum of money to sustain the Rosada family for a long time) would not be given out. Reid reluctantly agreed and so he and his 10 year old daughter, Logan set out for StrangerVille for what he hoped would be the last time. He decided to sell the house but in order to even get a good deal out of it it desperately needed repairs. So that summer he spent doing the work himself, meanwhile Logan explored the home and its secrets. Unlike her father, she loved the desert surroundings and found the place to be enchantingly beautiful. She took great joy in sitting on the porch at night and watching the night sky and sometimes she almost swore she could hear someone singing in the distance. After a few weeks the song made its way into her dreams and she spent her nights chasing the singer down amongst her imagination. On what was supposed to be their last night in the house, Logan awoke from her dreaming to realize she could actually hear the song and it was coming from underneath the house. She rushed to the basement without a second thought. At first glance, the underground storage room looked as it always had ( dark and empty save for a few boxes). But the song grew louder shaking the very floor and Logan noticed for the first time a panel loose on the wall. She shifted it to the side to reveal a secret room. This room, like the first seemed empty at first glance, but a second closer look revealed a startling discovering. In a far corner lay something right out of a sci-fi movie. It looked like a cocoon. Silvery grey and damp to the touch. The song was coming from it and it glowed in time with the music. Terrified out of her mind, Logan ran upstairs to wake her father. A sleepy Reid thought his daughter was having a nightmare, but he too could hear the song again. He tentatively headed down to the basement, Logan too scared to go with him. He too was horrified at what he saw and tore upstairs, grabbed Logan and rushed them to the car. He had the ten year old sit in the front seat as he ran back inside to grab their things. There was no way they could stay any longer and he didn’t want anyone else to know of what his father had been up to in that basement. So, in his crazed state the only logical thing to do was to burn the house down, destroying the home and hopefully whatever it was that was sleeping in the basement. To ensure the deed, he decided to start the fire in the basement with some boxes. After ensuring that Logan was still safely away, he gathered the materials he would need, doing his best to avoid looking at the cocoon. This he would find out later was a big error on his part as while he worked, the cocoon glowed brighter as something shifted inside, the song swelling. As Reid stood in front of the makeshift tinder of boxes, he lit a match and just like that the song ended again. He turned his gaze back to the cocoon and nearly dropped the match in shock. Wide pupilless eyes stared innocently up at him. The being looked very much like a human, and although it was dark in that room he immediately recognized the girl from her pale features. She was the girl who haunted his dreams. Although she looked to be at the very least a young adult, she had an innocent vacant expression on her face as she looked around at her surroundings, reminding him of a child. Reid knew then he couldn’t hurt this being and he snuffed the match with his fingers.

The Rosada family moved into that house. The being was given the name of Cosette, because even though she never spoke for the first few years every few nights or so, she would sing, her voice so haunting it sent chills down his spine. Cosette matured over the years somewhat and Reid found her to be quite intelligent. Even though she couldn’t go to school like Logan, she kept pace with her adopted sister, and even surpassed her under her father, Reid’s tutorship. Cosette never left the Rosada estate in her youth as they were afraid she would be taken away, but as she got older she rebelled by sneaking out to explore the desert. Sometimes Logan would go with her. After Logan returned from college she moved her and Cosette into a small trailer on the outskirts of Strangerville giving Cosette her first taste of freedom. Still though she yearned for more. She knew the day would come when she would finally be on her own. 

Random Facts

Has a knack for putting people to sleep with her singing. It’s bone chilling but beautiful at the same time.

Obsessed with bright colors mostly yellow

Her family isn’t exactly sure if she really is extraterrestial but her grandfather (if you could call him that) was doing top secret research on possible life outside of earth so that’s what makes the most sense

Can breath under water. This was discovered when she fell in a creek and didn’t come up. A panicked Logan went after her only to find her sitting on her knees expecting the pebbles along the creek bed

Very, very naive and innocent. Has never been kissed

She’s read a lot of romance books (a lot of books in general) and thinks she has the concept down. 

She would love to find someone to go on adventures with. Someone who would except her for who she was