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Death TW.

February 1998 would be something many claim as a.. tragedy, or, better yet, a curse. Starlight Bay claimed their first major event that had flooded a decent portion of the city - introducing the beginning of an ancient ghost story, ‘The Jeon Family Disappearance’. It just deems bad luck that the next following heir, Jeon Jaejoon, had birthed his first child exactly a year later on February 18th when the missing family was officially announced as deceased.

Jeon Komi was born beautiful. She radiated the idealistic traits from her mother and could easily squish her way into anything she wanted. The girl lived a quite normal life, well, as normal as one could be living within the high class capital of Gangnam. From golden spoons to titlements, everything was easy.

From a young age Komi had always been more on the creative side - even to the point she scribbled on walls, tore and restitched clothing, honestly creating some trouble for her parents as she had to always add something of herself to anything she did. The only way they found to ease her impulsive outbursts were stories of fairytales and happy endings like it was some therapy session to become the perfect princess. (This alone later drilled into her head extreme unrealistic romantic realities, becoming the sole reason for failed relationships or her being able to express emotions in a healthy way).

It wasn’t until her entry in middle school did she begin makeup, something her mother decided to share with her over Komi’s natural creativity. This, of course, easily became a stress output for the girl. She wasn’t just good, she was professional. It came so naturally for her. She could utilize makeup products like they were brushes - what a boost in popularity this was for her as beauty was her norm.

Barbie? No. Mean Girls? Maybe. Stereotypical popular pretty girl? Yes!

@BAEMI! Such a cute idea. A combination of her mother’s maiden name and Komi’s generation name. It was, quirky? Easy to remember. Easy to search. Easy to trend. Naver blog, Instagram, Tik Tok, Twitter; followers blew up with her unique fashion and makeup ideas - thoughts and fans full of wanting to be alike to such an outspoken rich girl. I mean, who wouldn’t want to read on how BAEMI does her morning routines or the aesthetics of her phone? This quickly became her dream and something she worked hard at most. The only next thing is to finally create her own brand as a professional business.

Perhaps that smile’s a little fake, the one printed all over her bursting instagram? Yeah. Perhaps this life of feeling as the ‘perfect princess’ or the school’s local queen, isn’t all that it’s worked up to be. At home her father continued to stress day after day, lashing out in verbal violence. She could never understand why; she could never figure out where he’d go or disappear to for weeks. Why’d mother always lock away certain rooms or prevent Komi from listening in on some phone conversations. It didn’t matter after a little, she stopped caring. She allowed the secrecy and continued to live her life the best she could despite a bubbling curiosity.

Oh no.

No.

What?

“Komi, darling.. Your father he-” Her world shattered. 2020. Her first major life experience that wasn’t a glossed up storybook. Things changed so quickly, so fast. Her mother pushed and shoved lawyers towards her way. At first the girl couldn’t comprehend what was going on. Then it clicked like a heavy weight. 

Komi already knew she was destined to claim the heir of the Jeon Group, something previously owned by her uncle and aunt, which she’s never met. She only remembers faded photos and videos via her father, the yearly ceremonies of those praying for the mysterious return. Was she ready? Could she handle it? How does this even work?

The year went by quickly as she adjusted to such a change and extreme case of responsibility. Lots of paperwork and court cases. Even.. arguments with her mother. A mother who wanted to take claim on the Jeon Group and destroy a home she’s spent a summer with her father at. Why would she want to do that?

To say the least, today, Komi made her way to the small town which claimed the very home her aunt and uncle used to reside. She’s trying her best to fight for ownership, to reclaim that land and start a new chapter of her life before her mother demolishes something so important to her father.

Exchanging mini skirts and printed thigh highs to formal suits and responsibilities. It’s harder than it looks given that everything was always handed to her like it came out of a story book. It’s time to grow up, it’s time to stop treating life like we’re still in high school. Yet her mindset bounces back and forth with uncertainty of were she’s going.

/ hangyeol’s been here his whole life, and there’s something to say that during that entire time, he never got along with his father. not that he was around much, always in seoul for his job while he stayed back with his mother, and not even really her, he was with his grandparents, who spent more time with him then the both of his own parents combined.

/ and so he had always been exposed to the hatred that his father exposed for the radio station, that it was dated and old school and nobody listened to that anymore, enough to see the tension between him and his grandfather who intended the business to be passed down through the family, but had skipped a generation unlike it should have.

/ when hangyeol graduates, he takes ownership. he had been planning it for a long time, wanting to see his grandfather be able to retire, spend his days with his grandmother in their little cottage, to not have to see him trying to keep up with the place even during the late nights. it’s convenient that he gets kicked out of his family home on the same day the words leave his mouth, and that it was the last time he had a face to face conversation with his father.

/ of course his grandparents offer to let him stay. and of course he refuses. not to burden them any longer as he had all of the years of his youth, he happens to make a deal with the owner of the arcade to please let him take up that big, empty room in the back where they used to store the old pinball machines, he’ll take care of the place and make sure nobody breaks in.

and so that’s where he lives, and where he keeps it quiet that he does, not wanting everyone to know just how far the hatred his father has for him runs. he knows it’s a small town, gossip spreads, but this is one thing he wishes to keep to himself.

/ so he’s usually the one you hear at midnight. at three am. playing music to accompany that one aching melody that hangyeol’s never been able to place, but sometimes it catches him drifting off on the spot, only to wake back up with a start when he starts to feel shivers run down his neck. he tries not to think about it.

during the day, he’s at the midnight tattoo parlor to try and make enough money for rent, since everything he gets from the station goes right back into it. he’s got a random, eccentric collection of tattoos up and down his arms from practicing on himself when he was looking for a second job to make ends meet.

/ if you happen to see someone riding around on a motorcycle around town.. well. that’s hangyeol too. just can’t tell it’s him because he’s got the helmet on. but it’s his baby, ever since he found it laying around in a junkyard a few years ago and decided to tune it up for himself. he goes on rides when he’s too stuck in his head or he can’t think of the right lyrics to fit the little melody that’s been playing in his head all day.

/ so he writes his own music. produces it too, the whole bit. posts it online underneath the alias NABI and doesn’t look at the numbers for his own sake. just keeps making music. so he’s always carrying around a journal, and it’s full of lyrics and doodles and anything else he can think of. his grandfather gave it to him, and he’s had it by his side ever since.

the top 5 things jihan believes are most important about him:

he lives with his grandparents, and they have a big orange tree in their front yard and a couple of chickens. you can come by for some free oranges or eggs anytime (bring your own basket, he doesn't have any cartons)

super good at first aid bc he gets banged up a lot. started working at nite rite convenience to get that sweet 5% employee discount on neosporin

sleeping is a sign of trust and indication of safety, and so if he falls asleep on you, that is a compliment, not an insult

if surrounded by a pack of wolves, he will still think they are coming to him for pets and scratches

yes he's guilty that he left for even a summer! yes he's still glad he did it! no please don't mention it to him he's struggling to cope with it as it is! since coming back he has decided that he will find a way to rebuild his grandparents' cottage that was destroyed in the flood, as a way to pay them back for everything they've done for him and as a way to make up for his own guilt and as a way to anchor himself here so he won't be tempted to leave again

the rest of it:

23 years old, pisces-mars sun cusp. favorite colors are green and orange. walks and talks like he’s always a little separated from himself, like there’s a part of him that’s far away

lived in starlight bay all his life and thought he was perfectly fine w it until it just . didnt feel like that anymore

thought it had something to do with finding his mom, who left him in his grandparents' care as soon as he was born basically, so he went to seoul to look for her. didn't find her, didn't find an answer to this weird growing feeling in him either

it’s fine.

returned to working at nite rite convenience. he can usually be found in the pharmacy section because it pays a little more and he’s been trying to save up some money. before, it was for his seoul trip, now it's hopefully to afford to buy back that plot of land where his grandparents' house used to be

what happens from here? hell if he knows.

does he want to know?

i headcanon he just came back very very recently, so i'm happy to plot both old connections n new ones!!

had a strong dance background when he became a trainee so started working harder to improve his vocals, did very well at everything and earned the nickname “King” from his friends, which he loved so much he used it as his stage name when they debuted

when impulse first debuted and for a few years, he was considered the “bad boy” of the group. The boy you’d love but would be scared to have him meet ur parents.

he loved that image and the music they were doing since he loved hip hop and rock and harsher sounds

now he feels like he’s a sham, doing songs he doesn't believe in and some songs he actively hates

but he tries to never let Pulse see how unhappy he is with where Impulse was going. He truly appreciates them, and doesn’t want to hurt their feelings which is why he tries not to let his annoyance and frustration and disappointment show.

he’s always been a nice guy, if not a little guarded, but recently, new Pulse have come about and started calling him the “softest baby” because of his appearances in the recent MVs.

He hates it

Like he doesnt mind being thought of as nice, but he is not soft. He wants to fight against that part of the fandom views, but managers have told him to just go along with it because it would “tarnish his image”

very good at hiding his feelings about anything. Like even romantically you won’t know he has a crush on you until he asks you out

hes the member that cant keep his fucking tongue in his mouth

VERY competitive when it comes to games and such

kind of a tough shell to crack, but once you earn his trust, you have it until you break it, then its lost forever

hes very quietly looking into solo opportunities because he misses the Danger and No More Dream days, but feels like he can’t tell anyone because if that shit got out, all hell would break loose