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About
Name: Lee Jaeson
Species: Human.
Birthday: March 9th
Place of Birth: Daegu, South Korea
Residence: Sangdo-dong, Seoul, South Korea
Family: Undisclosed
R.S: Undisclosed
Languages: Fluent in Korean, English.
Height: 175 cm / 5'9″
Weight: 59 kg / 130 lbs
History
When Jaeson was seven years old he witnessed the murder of his mother, it had started like any other night. Typical guy after guy coming through the door, he was used to that. His mother was a lady of the night after all. Still one of the regulars always got insanely jealous, didn't want her to see anyone else except him. When his mother rejected the proposal he got angry, Jaeson had snuck into the kitchen to grab a quick snack from the fridge and could smell the alcohol from where he was.He froze in his spot when he heard the drunken slurs, the yelling of 'Whore' 'Slut' but what stood out to him was the 'I will murder you before i let anyone else have you'. Now being only seven years old he didn't really know what to do, he quickly hid under the table in the kitchen as the footsteps began to approach the room. Backed into the corner of the wall he watched the feet scuffle around the floor, he held his hands over his ears to block out the yelling.His heart was racing, he was shaking but he was angry. This man said he loved his mother and yet he treated her like that? That wasn't love, he may not understand it but he knew it wasn't like that. Time seemed to stand still in that moment as he watched his mother drop to the floor, he saw the hands wrap around her throat. Saw her struggling but he couldn't move, he couldn't do anything. Their eyes met and he saw the tears well in her eyes, saw the hidden message in them telling him not to move or make a sound.Jaeson watched the man take his mothers life, watched the life drain from her eyes. He wanted to cry but he knew any sound he made would give him away, so he sat there and waited until he heard the door slam shut. He waited what seemed like a life time before he crawled out and checked that it was safe, going over to his mother he shook her hoping to wake her up but it was too late.Grabbing a little backpack he stuffed in some clothes and ran out of the house, he had nowhere to go and her next client was due so he knew that the police would be called. He sat up on the hill watching his house, saw the flashing lights approach. He watched the body bag being taken out of the house, now what was he to do? Where was he to go?A few weeks had past and he was living on the streets, picking up scraps of food out of the garbage and money dropped on the street from drunken office workers as they staggered home after a night out. Thankfully an elderly woman had been keeping an eye on him the last few days and approached him slowly. She gave him a room to stay and made sure he continued with his schooling from home.Personality.At first his personality can be hard to get along with and he can be hard to approach. But once someone gains his trust, he is also very loyal and attentive. If he fully trust's someone he will let them in on his traumatic past but only if that trust is 100%.Jaeson usually laughs off most things, a way to cope. But, when things become too much for him he turns to music. It's an outlet when he doesn't know where he can turn or who he can confide in. Piano, guitar, writing lyrics as a way to release whatever is bothering him.He can be a spitfire when he wants to be, says things to make it sting. Hurt usually fuels his anger so if someone is on the receiving end they've either hurt him or been in the wrong place at the wrong time.