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shu.
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— full name
yeh shuhua / susan yeh
— date of birth
jan 6 ; 24 years old---
— orientation
sapioual
— occupation
physician (sideline: Onlyfans)
— love interest
none.
— relationship status
single and mingling
— location
haepung
quote.
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trust no one, the world is more cruel that you think. Keep it to yourself, they will not celebrate with you.
—shu
background.
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Shuhua’s life started within a palace of power, where ambition wove its web into every silken thread of tradition and wealth. Her father, a titan in China’s electronics industry, crafted his empire, his world spinning on an axis of phones, televisions, and laptops—all sparkling beacons of his success. He was a man carved from stone, cold and distant, with eyes only for profits and power, towering over his realm but remaining forever out of reach.
Her mother, a rose blooming in the gilded shadows of a marriage born not of love but of shrewd arrangement, had entered this alliance like a delicate pawn moved into place to fortify two grand kingdoms. Together, they anchored an empire, but apart, they lived like strangers passing through the endless corridors of wealth, each cloaked in their separate desires. While her father wielded influence with the same assured hand as he would a scepter, her mother sought solace in the plush boutiques and glamorous allure of her own cosmetic empire, wrapping herself in luxuries that softened the emptiness left by an absent love.
In this vast, gold-plated landscape of opulence and isolation, Shuhua grew, a silent observer in the theater of wealth and power. She absorbed the quiet coldness, developing grace and strength all her own—a fragile but unyielding resilience. She became an island of her own making, indifferent to the eddies of her family’s ambitions, crafting herself from the echoes of distant love and the shadows of golden dreams, a quiet but enduring monument to the strength born of solitude.
However, the tides of fate shifted before her twenty-fourth birthday, casting a shadow over her life. Shuhua uncovered a truth that tore through her world like a storm tearing through a tranquil sky: her father had sired a child with another woman. And how, you may wonder, did she come upon such a scandalous revelation? Ah, but that is a secret she guards with a delicate yet ironclad resolve. For someone like her, woven into the intricate webs of society and whispers, it was but a subtle flick of her hand to unearth the hidden sins that others tried to bury.
about her.
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Shuhua was the golden child, gifted from birth with the weight of her family’s aspirations, even as they themselves lacked the polish they demanded of her. From her earliest days, her path was woven with expectations, each thread a reminder of the perfection she was meant to embody. Though her childhood began under the sweeping skies of China, her ambitions soon lifted her gaze beyond, until, by age eleven, she had persuaded her parents to let her study in Korea. She arrived in this new land a mere child, yet already a stranger to innocence, accompanied only by the quiet servants who would see to her every need but leave her starved for the warmth of a real family she could never demand.
So, she grew up in that lonely house, a house echoing with footsteps that belonged to everyone but her family, a stage set with people who circled her life without stepping into it. Yet Shuhua endured, her resolve like tempered steel, glinting beneath the surface. She upheld her promise to herself: to be nothing short of the best, always rising, always surpassing. And still, with each ascent, she found herself further adrift, untouchable and unseen. Who needs friends, after all, when books are infinitely patient?
But with the beginning of her residency, something shifted. Surrounded by new faces and spurred by her own restless curiosity, Shuhua finally dipped a toe into the forbidden. The murky allure of alcohol, the sharp taste of smoke on her lips, the hollow pleasure of brief encounters, one night stands—all of it pulled her into a world she had once only observed from a distance. And yet, no matter what she tasted or dared, that ache in her heart remained insatiable, a chasm too vast for the pleasures of flesh or fantasy.
Perhaps it was too late for her to change; perhaps the hollowness was a part of her now. But in those fleeting moments of thrill, with the world blurred and boundaries dissolved, she felt alive—if only for a heartbeat.
now playing.
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Everytime
Punch & CHEN
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quirks/persona.
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— likes
Science, soups, alcohol, , vaping, dogs (has 2), thrill, being challenged, flowers (tulips)
— dislikes
Stupid people, being treated as a fragile woman, kiwi (texture problems with the skin), cars who stop on pedestrian lanes, noisy children, failure
— hobbies
Reading, cooking (likes to experiment), mountain climbing, stargazing, camping, collecting hot wheels and Tomica.
— goals
To be always on top.
— travel
Jeju, beijing, mokpo, thailand, hawaii, italy
favorite artist
Billie Eilish
favorite actor
A lot.
favorite book
The little prince
favorite author
Jane Austen
favorite season
winter
Beneath Shuhua’s indifferent exterior lies a curious paradox; though friendless and coolly detached, she harbors a covert longing to connect with others, but only on her own terms. Her ambitions tower high, and any conversation with those she deems beneath her intellect feels like a waste. The instant she detects even a hint of dullness, her interest vanishes like mist, for she simply cannot tolerate wasting words on those who can’t keep pace with her mind. Her exacting standards border on condescension, yet they are her armor against the inanity of everyday chatter.
This, however, is precisely why people keep their distance. Her razor-sharp perceptions make her an island unto herself, unvisited by the simple souls who find joy in trivialities she finds baffling.
Birthdays, for instance, with their candles and surprises, seem absurd in her eyes—a cacophony of meaningless rituals. She drifted through her days, a seeker of understanding in a world bursting with delight, yet remained blissfully oblivious to the radiant wonders that danced just beyond her reach.
But when the clock struck the hour of solace, that sacred interlude between duties and drudgery, Shuhua embarked upon a tantalizing secret, a clandestine escape that shimmered like a hidden gem beneath the surface of her everyday life. For what, you may dare wonder, could a doctor—imbued with intellect and adorned with accolades—possibly find solace in, when society would cast judgment upon her? The answer lies within the intoxicating allure of an OnlyFans account, an exhilarating plunge into a domain where the mundane metamorphoses into the extraordinary.
In this thrilling realm, she found herself enveloped in a euphoric dance of liberation, where the currency of desire mingled with her own ambitions. With each click, each exchange, she experienced a rush that sent shivers down her spine, a delicious thrill that intertwined her dual existence—the revered healer by day, and a siren of seduction by night. Shuhua became both the architect and the muse of her own narrative, weaving a tapestry rich with vibrant threads of adventure, empowerment, and a touch of forbidden pleasure.
So what does she do during her spare time? Shuhua has a secret no one knows. A doctor like her couldn’t possibly do this type of thing but she loved earning money through it, and loved the thrill it gives as she dabbles into this world and that is having an OnlyFans account.
out of character.
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You may call me Ramen or by my muse, but please heed that I am not my character. It does not reflect who I am as a person. I like writing painful plots, and typically I don't plan end games. Everything will depend on the connections I will be having and plots I have been doing.
Make sure you already have something in mind before sending me a private message. I would appreciate it if you read my character's profile before proceeding on messaging me.
•.*★ writing style。 I normally do semi-para, para, to a novella. It depends on how high my muse is or how excruciatingly detailed we want our threads. 3rd pov is my medium in writing longer threads but I am flexible. I write according to what you would reply as and put as much necessary detail as possible. I can mirror your replies unless it doesn't need much, like the repetition of details.
.*★ plotting style。 Plotting over winging most of the time so let us share ideas on how to make our storyline work, the more ideas the more wonderful our threads will be. I tend to play around plots too that it sometimes turns into winging them. I also don't typically approach people unless I have a plot or idea in mind, and I really like it when people do the same. Saves a lot of time, doesn't it? Regarding starters, I do write it if it makes sense that I should so I expect my partner to do the same, if not, then we can brainstorm ideas on how we can start.
•.*★ overall。 I am very much flexible to anything so communicating with me is an aspect that must not be missed in our roleplaying. I would love to roleplay with the same regards and for that, I am grateful if you have read this far!
•.*★ important。 Only poke me after 5 days of not replying to our thread. I take note of who I am roleplaying with so do not worry if you think I have forgotten you. Also, refrain from using my activity or lack of it as an excuse to pester me about a reply. It honestly won't do a thing and it may or may not lessen my will to actually reply so don't do like that bro.
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