Description
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Age 22
Trust Fund Baby
Single
Lee Juyeon
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be and I don't want to go home right now.
About Me
What do you do when you have everything you could possibly need, but not the one thing in the world you want?
Lying was the easiest answer for Juyeon.
He was born into wealth and luxury, decadence at every turn, every step was made in designer shoes. The sort of lifestyle was one you had to be born into to understand, the expectations, the constant weight wealth held over you, the way your family expected you to turn out, the decorum you were supposed to show. Juyeon learned young that the only way was his parents' way.
When your father is one of the premiere plastic surgeons, turning the most business in a land concerned only with beauty, and your mother a testament to his skills, forever frozen as she was at 23 by botox, careful cutting and plenty of expensive treatments... Your life is automatically different. They were 'perfect', therefore Juyeon had to be perfect, too. He was in a constant fight for the top of his class, excelled in musical studies, and was a wonderful orator. It was perfect. HE was perfect.
However, when Juyeon presented as an omega, he went from perfect to godly. Juyeon's parents were thrilled that they would have grandpups. That's all they wanted: Juyeon to take a mate they chose for his own breeding and name, and have pups, be a trophy husband who stayed at home while nannies raised his babies. Juyeon, however, wasn't quite into this idea. Being mated off, sure, he was guaranteed to be wealthy for the rest of his life, but just... having pups and no life outside of their high-class social circle? That sounded painful, to be frank. Juyeon wanted more. Juyeon wanted a life.
When he was 21, for his birthday, Juyeon had a blowout birthday bash, his wealth and opulence shown in every facet of his party... And, to some, the surprise of him being a wolf. Most of his family was of a similar bloodline, and so were most of his friends. But there were a few people... Just a few that needed to see something like that destroyed. Juyeon was getting his chance to be free. His parents used their wealth and their great lawyers to ensure that no word got out, as long as Juyeon was never seen again.
Juyeon was given his entire trust fund, liquidated in cash. He was also promised his father's credit card would not run out on him, but in exchange, he had to disappear. He had to go somewhere that he could be himself, grow up, and live life without his family's support... Like he'd always dreamed of. His family had ties, they had friends, and acquaintances, and he was soon shipped off to find himself in the middle of the woods; a city boy so far out of his element that he had to start over.
Juyeon still has a healthy Amazon obsession, and shops online frequently on Daddy's dime. He has all of his packages shipped to the post office in town, with no real 'address', and they held everything for him until he could come and pick things up. He found his place in Jaeho's home, and while he wasn't exactly thrilled about having to stay here, it wasn't all bad. It could have been worse, at least.
Lying was the easiest answer for Juyeon.
He was born into wealth and luxury, decadence at every turn, every step was made in designer shoes. The sort of lifestyle was one you had to be born into to understand, the expectations, the constant weight wealth held over you, the way your family expected you to turn out, the decorum you were supposed to show. Juyeon learned young that the only way was his parents' way.
When your father is one of the premiere plastic surgeons, turning the most business in a land concerned only with beauty, and your mother a testament to his skills, forever frozen as she was at 23 by botox, careful cutting and plenty of expensive treatments... Your life is automatically different. They were 'perfect', therefore Juyeon had to be perfect, too. He was in a constant fight for the top of his class, excelled in musical studies, and was a wonderful orator. It was perfect. HE was perfect.
However, when Juyeon presented as an omega, he went from perfect to godly. Juyeon's parents were thrilled that they would have grandpups. That's all they wanted: Juyeon to take a mate they chose for his own breeding and name, and have pups, be a trophy husband who stayed at home while nannies raised his babies. Juyeon, however, wasn't quite into this idea. Being mated off, sure, he was guaranteed to be wealthy for the rest of his life, but just... having pups and no life outside of their high-class social circle? That sounded painful, to be frank. Juyeon wanted more. Juyeon wanted a life.
When he was 21, for his birthday, Juyeon had a blowout birthday bash, his wealth and opulence shown in every facet of his party... And, to some, the surprise of him being a wolf. Most of his family was of a similar bloodline, and so were most of his friends. But there were a few people... Just a few that needed to see something like that destroyed. Juyeon was getting his chance to be free. His parents used their wealth and their great lawyers to ensure that no word got out, as long as Juyeon was never seen again.
Juyeon was given his entire trust fund, liquidated in cash. He was also promised his father's credit card would not run out on him, but in exchange, he had to disappear. He had to go somewhere that he could be himself, grow up, and live life without his family's support... Like he'd always dreamed of. His family had ties, they had friends, and acquaintances, and he was soon shipped off to find himself in the middle of the woods; a city boy so far out of his element that he had to start over.
Juyeon still has a healthy Amazon obsession, and shops online frequently on Daddy's dime. He has all of his packages shipped to the post office in town, with no real 'address', and they held everything for him until he could come and pick things up. He found his place in Jaeho's home, and while he wasn't exactly thrilled about having to stay here, it wasn't all bad. It could have been worse, at least.
Personality
Spoiled little rich boy - Those four words are all you need to know. He's sweet, sassy, and has the sort of arrogance only money can buy. Tread lightly with this little peach, he only looks delicate.
Preset Plots
Break Ya. Trigger/ ( 0/1 )
"I will see the end tonight, I wanna break ya, I will have you tonight."
"I will see the end tonight, I wanna break ya, I will have you tonight."
Do I Wanna Know? Angst/Drama ( 0/1 )
"I'm sorry to interrupt, it's just - I'm constantly on the cusp of trying to kiss you but I don't know if you feel the same too - But we could be together, if you wanted to."
"I'm sorry to interrupt, it's just - I'm constantly on the cusp of trying to kiss you but I don't know if you feel the same too - But we could be together, if you wanted to."
Sweater Weather. Drama/ ( 0/1 )
"Cos it's too cold for you here and now; So let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater."
Heathens. Trigger/Friendship ( 1/1 )
"We don't deal with outsiders very well, they say newcomers have a certain smell: Trust issues."
"Cos it's too cold for you here and now; So let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater."
Heathens. Trigger/Friendship ( 1/1 )
"We don't deal with outsiders very well, they say newcomers have a certain smell: Trust issues."
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Friends
Out of Character Rules
01. PM for plot inquiries
02. My charrie is a ; I am not. Please know the difference.
03. 3>1, Quality > Quantity
04. Wanna talk? I'm always available via PM.
05. I'm your #1 Trigger Buddy.