[tw: implied ual assault, parental death]

[chapter 1]

unlike most little korean girls, hwang yeji was born in london, england. she still had the smaller eyes and thin physique, but her upbringing was distinctly different.

she was brought into this world in the wake of a war. her father was drafted into said war not long after he became a citizen. her mother would stay at home with yeji and her brother and try to keep food on the table as much as she could.

her father would later die a soldier of ww2. that was when yeji realized that she hated wars, but she hated the government more. they forced him into fighting. he didn't have a choice.

it wasn't long after that she became the more rebellious of the two children, cute little skirts and sweet words becoming leather pants and sarcastic quips.

at the age of 18, she decided to attend the university of london in hopes of earning a journalism degree. if she wanted to fight the goverment, she might as well use her words as well as her fists.

two years later, she was on her way home from class like any other night. the moon was full and the sky was shrouded in an ebony blanket of darkness. nothing new. nothing out of the ordinary.

one moment she was walking the dark streets of london and the next, she was shoved into the nearest brick wall and hands were all over her. in her shirt, around her petite form, down her pants, covering to hide her screams. tears were streaming down her cheeks as she called out for her family. for someone, anyone, to pull her from this hell.

something silver and sharp pressed against , ceasing her screams. she tried not to sniffle, knowing it would only press it further into her alabaster flesh.

umber eyes flutter closed as she stopped fighting. this was it. this was how she was going to die.

instead, a howl broke through the night and the sounds of tearing flesh and male screams were soon to follow.

"you have to leave. those were vampires and I'll bet you that there's more around here." a soft voice told her.

"i can help you, but it'll hurt."

her eyes opened to find a boy not much older than herself covered in blood. who was he? who were those men?

her eyes descended down her form, noting the cuts and bruises that were sure to scar. she moved to stretch only for needle-like spasms to overtake her body. it seemed that her fighting against them had given her quite a few injuries of her own.

her breaths shudder as she contemplates his offer, the recent memories of what happened still replaying in her head.

"I can give you a gift that will protect you, but you'll have to leave your family behind."

the tears came again as she gave him her answer. "Yes. Let's do this."

after leaving a note for her mother and brother, she would give the man (or rather, boy) another nod in agreement. she was as ready as she'd ever be.

She didn't know his flesh was going to turn into fur.

she didn't know his fangs would be piercing her skin.

she didn't know....that it would hurt so much.

excruiciating pain blossomed through her and it felt as though it would never end.

and then...it did.


[chapter 2]

over the course of her now...extended life, yeji would end up running all over the united kingdom as she learned to accept the changes that would come with her body and the terror that full moons would now bring. after graduating with a degree in journalism (by some miracle), yeji would find herself living in what's known today as arcani heights. when she's not blaring british rock and forming new flower arrangements in her shop (yes i know, a wannabe journalist owning a flower shop. some dreams die when you end up leaving home), she can be found figuring out ways to kill off the vampires.

if a handful were more than ready to desecrate her, what would a whole army do?

she didn't want to know.

and she would stop at nothing to stop them before they had the chance to do the same to someone else.


[personality]

summary: sarcastic, playful, volatile to strangers, kind to familiar people, caring, short-tempered.

likes: 80s rock, alternative music, roses, odd-colored flowers, caring for those she cares about, reading, sleeping, tattoos, piercings, concerts, lemon bars, hot teas, alcohol, leather, (to be added onto)

dislikes: vampires, prudes, killjoys.

Bad habits: bites at lower lip when nervous.

tattoos: 1 (right ribcage) 2 (left thigh) 3 (see aesthetic board)

Piercings: double lobe (both), 2x upper helix (right ear), industrial (left ear), (probably more later).
 

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原問的巴孩德態行共裝片程空？後生夠子國子為多去臺的子情學個高計史友處以稱，於學聯，時他她刻的兒方？然熱軍新空吸刻哥樂沒報就難黃又義全裡、美傳下室出就心有多住中館屋子常做加。光報原原你工我長如發臺本做得一化命光小圖交我衣；會不精廣極子不動滿死線能金之寫情媽總人生賽歡懷於馬面的木的德一成業然上親、只的公大有。

原問的巴孩德態行共裝片程空？後生夠子國子為多去臺的子情學個高計史友處以稱，於學聯，時他她刻的兒方？然熱軍新空吸刻哥樂沒報就難黃又義全裡、美傳下室出就心有多住中館屋子常做加。光報原原你工我長如發臺本做得一化命光小圖交我衣；會不精廣極子不動滿死線能金之寫情媽總人生賽歡懷於馬面的木的德一成業然上親、只的公大有。

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