♡ ׂ han jisung

Han Jisung. 17 years old in rp. Korean. Lonely by choice (or so he says). Probably bisexual, but he's never talked about it to anyone. Student.

Nicknames: Just "Han". No one gets close enough to create another one. There was a phase when some idiots at school called him "Korean Kurt Cobain" just because he wrote sad lyrics in a black notebook. He hates remembering it.

Jisung is the typical emo kid who sits in the back of the classroom with headphones on and staring out the window. He's always drawing song lyrics in the corners of the paper. He's never in a group, he never eats lunch with anyone. Sometimes it seems like he's not even part of the school — just a figure in a black hoodie who appears and disappears without warning.

People say he's weird, but he's just quiet. He's got a lot of noise inside. Emotions he's never been able to explain. There are days when he wakes up angry at the world, and others with a deep sadness that he doesn't even know where he came from. Sometimes he tries to smile so as not to seem so out of place, but the smile dies quickly.

He spends his break time listening to bands that no one his age knows, like Nine Inch Nails, Radiohead, My Chemical Romance. He writes songs on his cell phone as if he were sending messages to a world that never responds. And if someone tries to start a conversation? He only responds with one word or two. The only person he really talks to is his mother. Not out of contempt — out of fear. Of being seen too much. Of being understood.

Likes: sad music with lyrics that he identifies with. rain on the glass. walking alone in the hallway. the sound of a pencil scratching on paper. old movies, specifically horror. feeling too much and intending not to feel anything. sitting in the corner of the room and pretending he's not there. and even though it seems strange, he loves long hugs.

Hates: personal questions. people who talk too loudly. “it'll pass” (as if it were simple). sports. math.