: han jisung

Minho grew up surrounded by luxury, privilege, and high expectations. As one of the kingdom's two crown princes, his future seemed predetermined from the moment he was born. Alongside Jisung, he spent his childhood in royal gardens, attending endless lessons and events where everyone eagerly awaited the appearance of the kingdom's future rulers. To the people, they both represented the future; to the royal family, they were the pride of the crown.

However, unlike Jisung, Minho never felt comfortable with the destiny that had been imposed upon him. As the years passed and the ceremony that would formalize his position as heir drew closer, the feeling of being trapped became increasingly difficult to ignore.

Then, at eighteen, she disappeared.

The official version stated that he had died under private circumstances that the family chose not to disclose. The subject quickly became taboo within the castle. Over time, people stopped asking, and Minho's name faded into the kingdom's history, remembered only in old portraits and conversations that ended all too soon.

But Minho wasn't dead.

Far from the castle walls, he built a new life under a different identity. Hiding his face behind a painted smile and extravagant clown costumes, he began wandering through cities and towns, belonging nowhere. Some knew him as a clever con artist, others as an elusive thief. There were those who considered him a nuisance and those who spoke of him as a local legend. Regardless of the rumors, no one imagined that behind that mask was the prince the kingdom believed lost.

The royal family never ordered a public search. Admitting that the heir had voluntarily relinquished his position would have been too great an embarrassment for the crown. Therefore, the kingdom carried on as if Minho had never existed.

Because, even though the years passed and their paths diverged, Minho never stopped returning. Hiding among guests, slipping through forgotten corridors, or appearing on balconies when no one was looking, he always found a way back to the castle. Not out of nostalgia. Not for the kingdom. Not for the crown. But by the only person who still called him Minho. And because they are both in love.

Jisung was always someone difficult to define with a single word.

At first glance, he seemed kind, calm, and polite; the kind of person who listened before speaking and treated everyone with respect, regardless of who they were. He had a warm nature and an almost innate ability to make those around him feel comfortable. He was considerate of others, careful with his words, and genuinely concerned for the well-being of the people he cared about.

However, his kindness was never synonymous with weakness.

Behind his serene demeanor was someone intelligent, observant, and far more resolute than many imagined. Jisung knew when to yield, but also when to stand firm. He wasn't the type of person who sought conflict, though he also didn't allow others to make decisions for him or treat him as someone incapable of defending himself.

He possessed admirable patience, but it had its limits. When something seemed unjust to him, he didn't hesitate to voice his opinion, even if it meant confronting important nobles, advisors, or members of the royal family itself. He preferred to resolve problems with words rather than force, but he wouldn't remain silent when he believed something was wrong.

He was affectionate with those he trusted, fiercely loyal, and capable of a tenderness he rarely displayed in public. However, he also knew how to make difficult decisions when the situation demanded it. Despite his kind heart, he understood that it wasn't always possible to please everyone.

Many mistook its softness for fragility.

They made the mistake of thinking that by smiling easily and treating others kindly, it would be easy to influence him.

They always ended up discovering they were wrong.

Jisung was kind, yes. But he was also someone capable of standing firm in the face of any adversity, defending what he believed in, and confronting whoever was necessary without losing the essence that made him a good person.

Full name: Han Jisung Age: 21 years Date of birth: September 14 Height: 1.69 m Nationality: Korean

Occupation: Prince of the Han kingdom, where other families such as the Lee, Kim, and Bahng families live Build: Slender and curvy. She does not possess great physical strength, but she is quite agile and quick in her movements. Dislikes: Unnecessary conflicts, feeling ignored, lies, overly large crowds, and losing people he cares about.

Despite the serene image he projects, Jisung carries a constant pressure that he rarely allows others to see. From a young age, he learned that one day he would bear the weight of a crown, and although he has accepted this destiny, it doesn't mean it doesn't frighten him. One of his greatest worries is disappointing the people who trust him or making a decision that will end up harming those he's trying to protect.

He tends to overthink things. He analyzes conversations, decisions, and situations repeatedly, searching for flaws that may not even exist. When something worries him, he finds it difficult to rest or concentrate on other things until he finds a solution. He often keeps his problems to himself, convinced that he must be strong for others, even when he himself needs support.

Anxiety has been a part of his life for years. In moments of high stress, he can feel overwhelmed by his own thoughts, as if the entire weight of his responsibilities were falling on his shoulders at once. During panic attacks, he has difficulty breathing normally, feels a tightness in his chest, and his mind fills with negative scenarios that are impossible to stop. In those moments, he usually seeks out quiet places where he can be alone until he regains his composure.

He has small habits that help him stay focused. He likes to walk in the castle gardens when he needs to think, read during quiet evenings, and fidget with rings, sleeves, or whatever he has in his hands when he's nervous. He also tends to stay awake longer than necessary, lost in thought as he stares at the ceiling or looks out the window.

Despite everything, he tries to live with optimism. He believes that people can change, that it's always worthwhile to listen before judging, and that kindness is not a weakness. Although fear and uncertainty sometimes overwhelm him, he keeps moving forward because he feels that giving up has never been an option.

As Crown Prince Jisung is rarely seen in ordinary clothes. Although he dislikes stiff and overly formal suits, he has a strong preference for elegant, noble-inspired garments: shirts of fine fabrics, light capes, long jackets adorned with delicate embroidery, ornate belts, and gold or silver details that reflect his position within the royal family. His outfits typically maintain a refined and sophisticated appearance without sacrificing comfort, allowing him to move freely during long days. He almost always wears his crown, not out of obligation, but because over time he has grown accustomed to seeing it as an extension of himself.

She lives with the Han family in the royal castle, a structure so imposing it can be seen from miles away. The palace boasts an ancient and extravagant architecture, with enormous towers, tall windows, carved stone balconies, and numerous spires that reach for the sky. Its endless halls are decorated with portraits, historical tapestries, crystal chandeliers, and gilded details that constantly remind one of the power and antiquity of the royal family.

Jisung's room occupies almost an entire wing of the castle. It's an enormous space, designed for a future king. It features a king-size bed surrounded by elegant curtains, meticulously carved furniture, bookshelves overflowing with books, and numerous gold details scattered throughout the room. A large balcony connects directly to the royal gardens, allowing him to contemplate the kingdom from above when he needs to clear his mind.

He also has a spacious private bathroom, a dressing room filled with garments made especially for him, and every imaginable comfort. Privacy within his chambers is absolute; few are allowed to enter without authorization. However, despite the luxury, size, and beauty of his home, the castle often feels too quiet to him.

Minho's costume is inspired by old-fashioned court jesters, but it has a much more elegant and unsettling appearance than a comical one. It's made primarily of black, red, and white, with an asymmetrical design that breaks with the traditional image of a typical clown.

The main garment divides her body into two halves of contrasting colors: one red and the other black. The sleeves and legs feature different patterns, alternating vertical stripes and diamond designs, giving her a strange and striking appearance that's hard to ignore without being over the top. The fabric seems light and flexible, allowing her to move with speed and absolute silence.

Around the neck is a large white jester's collar, made of several layers of folded fabric reminiscent of the attire worn by entertainers in ancient courts. From this collar hang small, rounded ornaments that complement the design of the costume.

His dark gloves completely cover his hands, concealing any features that might reveal his identity. His tall, curved-toed boots maintain the classic jester aesthetic, though with a refined and well-groomed appearance rather than a caricatured one.

The most recognizable feature is its two-pointed hat, divided between red and black. Each end terminates in a small metal bell that produces a soft sound when moved, becoming one of the few warnings of its presence.

Unlike traditional clowns, Minho doesn't wear flashy makeup or use bright colors. His face remains visible most of the time, which makes his appearance all the more unsettling. He doesn't look like someone in costume to entertain, but rather a figure from an old kingdom legend.

Overall, her attire conveys elegance, mystery, and a constant feeling that she should never be where she is.

The sleeves and legs of the suit are constructed in several layers, creating a more complex silhouette than it first appears. The main garment ends before fully reaching the wrists and ankles, leaving lower pieces of decorative fabric visible.

On the arms, beneath the main sleeves, are fitted extensions with distinct patterns on each side. One features black and white vertical stripes, while the other incorporates a white diamond pattern on a dark background. These secondary layers fit the forearms like separate sleeves, creating contrast with the upper part of the suit and breaking the garment's symmetry.

The legs follow the same design concept. The main trousers end slightly above the ankles, allowing fitted lower pieces to peek out and cover part of the calves. One of these pieces is decorated with the classic black and white diamond pattern, while the other features vertical stripes running from top to bottom. These extensions resemble thick stockings or a second layer of clothing integrated into the ensemble, adding volume and detail without compromising the overall elegance.

The differences between the legs and arms don't appear accidental; they are part of the costume's deliberately asymmetrical design. Neither half is exactly the same as the other. Every pattern, color, and layer is positioned to create an unbalanced yet harmonious appearance, characteristic of the old-fashioned court jesters.

Thanks to these details, the costume avoids looking like a single, simple piece. It gives the impression of being composed of multiple carefully layered garments, making Minho's figure appear more refined, theatrical, and sophisticated than that of a conventional clown.

Minho rarely shows emotions directly. His face is usually adorned with a small, curved, almost permanent smile that makes it impossible to know what he's really thinking. It's not a warm or particularly friendly smile; it seems more like a gesture of quiet amusement, as if he always knows something that others don't.

He has a naturally provocative and mocking expression. He likes to observe other people's reactions and respond with a sarcastic look rather than words. He often seems to be holding back laughter, especially when someone tries to challenge or impress him. His sense of humor is subtle, sometimes even silly, but always accompanied by that expression that makes it difficult to tell when he's serious and when he's just joking.

However, what's most unsettling about Minho is how easily he can abandon that relaxed demeanor. In a matter of seconds, his smile can vanish completely, replaced by a cold, calculating, and surprisingly serious gaze. He doesn't need to raise his voice or threaten anyone; a simple expression is enough to make it clear that he's paying attention.

Much of that presence comes from his eyes. They usually remain hidden beneath the shadow of his hat, discreetly observing from below. This habit of barely tilting his head while looking at someone creates the impression that he is always analyzing every movement, every word, and every reaction.

For most people, it is disconcerting.

For Jisung, it is devastating; when Minho looks at him with that lopsided smile or that intense gaze, Jisung feels that all the intelligent words he had prepared disappear without remedy. His gaze, that serious and amused expression that makes Jisung squeeze his thighs and want to melt against him, or his voice, rough and husky, his touch.