❛⠀basics.

• Nickname(s): Woozi (defunct) — No-face — Hoon — Hoonie — Howl — Emo boy.
• Date of Birth: November 22, 1996.
• Zodiac Sign(s): Scorpio/Sagittarius cusp — Rat.
• Place of Birth: Aerok.
• Occupation: Royal advisor of Gaya.
• Spoken Language(s): Korean (native) — English (fluent) — Japanese (basic ; questionable).
• ual Orientation: Aual.
• Romantic Orientation: Demiromantic.
• Relationship Status: Taken.

❛⠀appearance.

• Height: 164cm (5'5").
• Weight: 53kg (116 lbs).
• Hair Color: Black (natural) — brown (dyed) — blonde (dyed) — mint green (dyed).
• Eye Color: Dark brown.
• Piercing(s): None.
• Tattoo(s): None.
• Clothing Style: He sticks with the bare minimum on duty: a white button-up shirt and dark/neutral coloured trousers to match it. Outside work, there isn't much difference between what he wears at home and in public — he only switches between hoodies and sweatshirts in cooler days and loose-fitting T-shirts during summer. Overall, most of his casual clothes are obviously worn-out as he doesn't care much for fashion.

•.*★ chapter one。 a star.

Lee Jihoon wasn't born into a family who concerned themselves about the politics of the nation — and certainly not one who wanted him to pursue a political career.

"Never get into politics. It's dirty business."

His parents remained as free citizens of Aerok, refusing to pledge loyalty to any of the four ruling houses, thinking that all four of them make equally terrible leaders for the country. Politicians these days value power more than the wellbeing of their people, so why should they blindly involve themselves with a bunch of stuck-up nobles who would trample on them like insects?

Outside their negative sentiments towards politics, Jihoon's parents were loving ones,  and they allowed him to do basically anything he wanted. They weren't exactly rich, but they always made sure that they had enough to fulfill their only child's ever changing interests and needs.

First he was interested in books, despite not being able to read yet. He started vocalising words after 5 months, and shortly after his 1st birthday, he uttered his first sentence and continued to speak in simple yet full sentences, albeit slurred and undecipherable at times. Then he started showing high sensitivity to music and spent a good portion of his time with his toy piano. The dissonance in his "masterpieces" (or so his parents called them) was to be expected, but somehow, Jihoon could remember what he "composed" and would often play his songs to the point of annoying his parents with it.

And this was how the Lees realized that Lee Jihoon was a genius — a prodigy in the making.

As a toddler, he started developing an interest in chess as well, so his parents enrolled him to piano and chess lessons on top of school. Jihoon was pulled out of cram school when his parents realized that he didn't need it to ace his subjects — school was a breeze for him; an easy checkmate if it was a game of chess.

Lee Jihoon was an intellectually gifted child. That much was obvious. All the adult figures around him — including his parents and teachers — would always praise his intelligence, to the point where he got sick of it—

—which was their first mistake in raising him.

It was to be expected, really — society values an individual's intelligence and achievements over their ability to be kind and empathize, and the adults around him were no different. They were too busy singing praises to his superior intelligence that they turned a blind eye against his apathy and indifference towards people. Jihoon regularly got himself into fights and arguments with his peers, but he was rarely punished, if ever — because that kid never gets anything below an A for his classes, and he always submitted his assignments on time, so they could overlook the problems he causes every now and then, right?

Jihoon grew up to be a man who knew nothing about how relationships and emotions work, but was it really his fault?

"You can be whatever you want, son. Just no politics. None of that vile business."

On top of being a straight A student, Lee Jihoon was also a competitive chess player, and he would often participate in national tournaments for fun. It earned him a whole shelf of trophies and medals, which he didn't really care about. Competing was fun while it lasted, and he eventually grew bored of it. At the same time, the internet music scene was rising, and Jihoon loved music as much as he loved chess, so he decided to give it a shot.

•.*★ chapter two。 a piece of work.

Jihoon received a synth for his sixteenth birthday, and with that, he started making music and uploading them online under the pseudonym "Woozi".

Woozi saw a fair amount of success — no, there's no way a person hasn't heard of him if they knew about the internet music scene. He had a rather mysterious persona online and was famous for never revealing anything about himself (other than the fact that he resides in Aerok). No one knew his face, his real name — nothing.

One thing they knew about him though, was the fact that he was close to another online musician similar to him. Some said they were good friends. Some said they were siblings. Some said they were dating. Heck, some of them even said that they're the same person with the two of them being anonymous on the internet.

And the public will never know what they are, because before they could find out, they drifted apart, citing irreconcilable differences as their main reason to cease their partnership. Shortly afterwards, Woozi disappeared from the internet music scene.

Because in reality, the term "irreconcilable differences" was far from the truth.

(under co.)

⸢ ⋆ ⸥ likes。
All kinds of music — well-written lyrics — board games (especially chess) — video games — riddles — oversized clothing — puns — thunderstorms — cold winters — sweets — cats — sleeping — free time.

⸢ ⋆ ⸥ dislikes。
Going outside — gossips — soap operas — blatant display of emotions — alcohol — coffee — not being in control — physical activities — crowds — physical touch from strangers — sticking to conventional methods.

⸢ ⋆ ⸥ hobbies。
Making music — board games (especially chess) — doodling — experimenting with hair dye.

⸢ ⋆ ⸥ secrets。
His past as a famous online musician (he has way too many bad memories associated with it and he wants to start new as an advisor).

⸢ ⋆ ⸥ fears。
Losing — crowds — being forgotten — death.

⸢ ⋆ ⸥ vices/bad habits。
He makes impulsive decisions especially when he's stressed out or when he's looking to procrastinate.

•.*★ important。 Please try to familiarize yourself with my character before plotting. I will do the same for yours.

•.*★ writing style。 I write in 3rd POV only. I can range from para to novella, but I will generally mirror your style.

•.*★ plotting style。 I prefer plotting even if it's just a little bit to give myself an idea on where our thread is going, but I don't really mind winging as well.

•.*★ overall。 I'm open to any genres except for now (unless I give you explicit consent to it, but I tend to avoid it if possible). Also, IC =/= OOC. Anything my character says/does is not a reflection of my views, though if I ever did anything to upset/offend you, please be aware that it is purely unintentional and that my PMs are open for discussion.

•.*★ important。 I will never poke you. Never poke me or I will ragequit/ignore you. You also don't need to remind me about me owing you a reply. I usually remember who I'm roleplaying with. Also refrain from using my activity or lack of it as an excuse to pester me about a reply. Doing like that will just annoy me and make me prolong sending something if I send something at all.

My replying speed varies depending on my muse/ooc schedule. I try to reply in order, but exceptions can always be made for threads I have more muse with and/or shorter ones. Please inform me if you'd like to drop our thread!

I roleplay in rooms only to keep the rp active, but if we can't get a room for it, we'll take it to the walls. PMs are for plotting only. Please do not post on my walls unless I allow you to.

•.*★ personality。even god gets lonely at night.

Jihoon is basically the living embodiment of the "mad scientist" trope. The best way to personally offend him is to insult his intelligence, as he takes huge pride in it. He views life as a giant game of chess, and has little to no regard of people's emotions as a tactician, viewing them as an inconvenience he'd rather not deal with.

As a royal advisor, he may come across as questionable at times due to his playful nature and his tendency to make impulsive decisions for himself. Rest assured, he knows how to restrain himself on duty, and would only make his move once he's confident about it, and would only resort to last-minute decisions in emergency situations, which he is also capable of making.

He also tends to be blunt when he speaks and doesn't bother to sugarcoat his words, which may cause him to rub people off the wrong way. His insensitivity, however, is a mere product of his environment and inability to control his own emotions. Despite claiming otherwise, he is not immune to feelings — in fact, he would often find himself caring deeply for those around him, but he chooses to bury his emotions under an eccentric facade.

His relationship with love is a rather complicated one — he craves for it as much as everyone else, but he tends to push people away when he finds himself getting too attached to them. His stubbornness makes him a tough wall to crack, but when his mask finally crumbles, one will find a vulnerable man — perhaps a little starved of love — clinging onto them. With love comes trust, and Jihoon will sacrifice literally anything, including his life, to protect those he genuinely loves.

•.*★ fun facts。you should see me in a crown.

— He's an INTJ and self-proclaimed chaotic evil (even though his morals are more neutral than evil).
— Jihoon has never dated anyone before.
— He has a driver's license for both cars and motorcycles, but he doesn't own any private vehicle. He prefers to take the cab.
— His favourite video game is Eca Yenrotta despite its factual inaccuracy. He just loves the game's iconic "Objection!" line.
— He took a few political science college courses without his parents' knowledge when he was still doing work as a musician.
— He learnt English through the internet and song lyrics. He also picked up a fair amount of Japanese through video games (he can't understand the language verbally but he can somehow comprehend the characters based on their shape — he doesn't know how to read or pronounce them though).
— Jihoon has absolute pitch, but his singing voice is average at most. He mostly relies on other people to sing the songs he produced as Woozi if needed.

•.*★ journal entry one。 april 8, 2021.

trigger warning: mentions of blood and violence.

I don't usually write journals, but it's 4 in the morning and my brain's too tired to pour this out into lyrics, so if anyone happens to read this (hopefully when I'm long gone), please bear with me.

It's been a week since the attack in Baekje's palace, which means that it took one whole week for me to start having nightmares about it. And it was awful. I felt the pain of hitting my head on the pillar — the sweat soaking my shirt as I struggle to stay alive — the way the rebel's blood sprayed on me as I slit his throat — everything.

It was even worse because I looked around for her. She was supposed to be there albeit far away, but she wasn't, and I couldn't help but think the worst. I read somewhere that dreams only last for a few seconds, or 30 minutes at most, but it felt like an eternity.

I woke up drenched in the same sweat that ran down my skin in that dream. There were tears at the corners of my eyes too, so I had to wipe them away. It's odd how I seem to have cried more this month than the past few years combined. I don't know what's happening to me. All I could do is embrace the change, but it's easier said than done. I don't know.

What I do know is the fact that I'm terrified.

I still can't bring myself to look into a mirror. My reflection seems to get more distorted the more I stare at myself, and sometimes I see traces of blood on my face, hair, arms — everywhere. I wasn't planning on bringing this up to anyone, but I might have to talk to Dongwook hyung about it. Hallucinations and vivid nightmares can never be a good sign.

I should probably go back to sleep, considering how I've been sleep deprived the whole week, but I'm too scared to do so. I'm scared of reliving the same memory over and over again whenever I close my eyes — because the first time I did, it felt real. It feels like I'm trapped in a cycle of trauma, and it's driving me mad.

No one ever told me that this game of chess involved getting your hands dirty just to protect your king.

But it's too late to go back, isn't it?

Perhaps I should reconsider what it means to be a royal advisor — and what the House of Gaya means to me. What the people I've acquainted myself with mean to me. Am I really going to continue to treat them as pawns I can use at my own disposal?

Tonight is going to be a sleepless night indeed. 

•.*★ journal entry two。 date here.

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•.*★ journal entry three。 date here.

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