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 | | Subject: Takahashi Shun Mon Oct 07, 2019 5:34 am | |
| Shun
"I mean sure, you want to meet the 'right' person, but what is 'right' really?"
First name: Shun
Nickname: -
Surname: Takahashi
Age: 27
Birthday: (?)
Gender: Male
LOOKS
Hairstyle: Short, neck length, but it covers his forehead
Hair Color: Grayish blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Body Type: Small, lean
Clothing Style: Second Hand, soft and cute on purpose
Description: Shun is aware of what his good and bad sides are, as such he knows that he is not a very manly looking guy. Instead of buff and broad nature made him small and lean, a soft boy with a little chub on him and a beautiful cheerful smile, plus a pair of sharp fangs. He finds it funny that it makes him look a little like a vampire if he opens his mouth wide enough. He is still attractive, his face has pretty features and he is able to pull of a suit. But he sabotages himself a little thinking that's not the type of person he is and mainly putting on oversize clothing. He wears clothes with class, he doesn't necessarily wear the most modern things, but likes to wear some more colorful and less elegant things as well. Since he has a good eye for what looks good and what doesn't, he can put things together very well. At work he prefers to wear a more traditional white shirt with black pants and a green apron. Although his flower tattoos peak through the white shirt. But since it's his business he doesn't have to worry about anyone scolding him.
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CHARACTER
Attributes: Flirty, manipulative, messy
Likes: Work, drawing, coffee, married men
Dislikes: Money issues, being asked about his childhood
Goals: Keeping the café going
Fears: What if I never find a husband ?!?! T0T
Characterization: Depending on the environment you meet Shun in you either think of him as a bastard or a sweetheart. Since he made it a habit to go out with rich, married men people think of him as a bit of a slut. And that's honestly what he is. When he's in a relationship he's surprisingly manipulative, he always knows what to say to make these men fall hopelessly in love with him. As long as he's their type. He appears to be as sweet as sugar, which is why breaking up is also easy for him. Nobody can really stay mad at him for too long. Though these habits of his also create a stalker here and there, but he's the type who doesn't worry about these things. As terrible as he seems to be as a lover, in a regular environment he's a very kind person. He loves to talk and listen to others, is easily effected by their emotions and wants to help as much as he can (as long as it's not about money, he's a cheapskate). He comes off as honest and charming. His only problem is that he lets emotions get to him way too easily. When he's in front of a person he lets them guilt trip him incredibly easily. The fact that he's so emotional helps with his art, which he's fairly successful with. It often pays for his and his café's rent. He's a very romantic person, free spirited and energetic. An extrovert through and through.
Traits: Amnesia, doesn't remember anything before he was (17)
PRESENT
Social Status: Not well known, but quite popular in a group of strangers
Occupation: Barista, artist
Family: -
Relationship Status: Single
Place of Residence: Regna Ferox
Past
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It is strange how the world seems covered in silk sometimes, so kind and soft that even edges look a little round. I'm not sure if it's just this neighbourhood that's so pretty, but it makes going to school and coming home much more enjoyable. Not that I mind either very much, at school I tend to goof around more than study, which shows in my grades. I do get scolded for that when I come home, but my aunt is a bit of a softie so she can't be mad with me for too long. My goal is just to live a fun life, which means I'm gonna have to stay positive even when I'm a corporate slave someday. But I would call myself an optimist, so that shouldn't be too difficult.
"Oh, there she is." The friend sitting next to Shun nodded at the direction of the door, where a nervous looking girl was standing. Although he didn't know why, he looked up to her as well. "I bet she's gonna confess to him today." When he heard the word confess Shun was a lot more curious already, tapping against his friends arm. "Confess to who?" Another guy sitting on his desk scoffed. "Our beloved Tadashi of course. Seriously it feels like every girl at this school had a crush on him at some point." Shun only blinked when he heard that and slowly turned to look at Tadashi, who was in the middle of getting up. For a second their eyes met and Shun turned away so hastily that his desk rattled. He rested his head on his arms, trying to calm down his flushed cheeks. What the hell was that?
The throbbing in his chest kept getting worse, squeezing the air out of his lungs and making his heart clench. He had to kneel down because his legs were shaking and some of the people who were close to him stopped next to him, asking him if he's okay. "You're really pale, Shun. Don't push yourself so much, alright? Hey, can someone bring him to the infirmary?" A girl quickly raised her hand. "I'll do it."
"Seriously, Shun. A frail boy like you shouldn't push himself so much. You know you're not that athletic." He only laughed it off while still breathing heavily, unable to say much until they reached the room and he could lay down on the bed. "It's just a bad day. I'll be fine next time." Shun then said. "Are you sure? You seem to have chest pains pretty often." He couldn't really say anything against that, he had to sit down pretty regularly during p.e. So he switched the topic after a few seconds of silence. "Don't you have to go back to class?" For whatever reason that made her pout and lean in a bit closer. "What, you don't want me here?" Shun quickly shook his head. "That's not it. Our teacher is just gonna be worried is... all..." While he was talking she leaned in even more, until her lips gently brushed against his. They awkwardly pressed them against each other for a bit before she moved away again. "Sorry." She mumbled, pushing some strands of hair behind her ear. "No, it's alright." He replied just as embarrassed. That was a kiss, right? He didn't just misunderstand? The awkward silence between them continued until she jumped up, smiling, although her red cheeks gave away how she felt. "Alright! I'll leave you alone then, Shun. See ya." She ran off so quickly he couldn't even say anything. Slowly his gaze dropped. He felt strange for some reason. That was his first kiss. Wasn't it supposed to feel some way? Embarrassing, but nice, clumsy but still sweet. All he felt was strange pressure. It was icky. He thought and sighed right away. He felt horrible for thinking this way.
He spent the rest of the day in the infirmary on his phone.
'Why did kissing a girl not feel good?' They might not have chemistry, be physically attracted to each other, be bad kissers and awkward, apparently he could also be a psychopath. Everything made a little bit of sense but also not really. That is until he found a reply that was little different.
'Maybe you just don't like girls.' Shun coughed reading that. His entire head was as a red as a tomato. That's not possible, right? Who else am I supposed to like? As soon as he thought that Tadashi popped up in his head. He slammed the pillow on his face and burried himself inside of it, groaning. "What's wrong with me?"
His little colorful world suddenly had a new color in it. He couldn't really talk to anyone about it or ask someone if something is actually wrong with him. He could only spend hours online, getting countless advice that he knew he would never use. And that one guy kept appearing in his head constantly. What did he even like about him? Well, he was really cool and always nice to everyone. He got good grades and seemed really mature, always had this elegant air around him. When their eyes met he felt like melting right away. He would always ask himself why the person that made him feel that way had to be a boy. But at the end he figured that maybe it simply couldn't be any other way and that comforted him, even though he felt like he had to keep it a secret anyway.
"I'm sorry... no, I don't want to repeat the grade. Yes, I'll study more next time. Yes, I'll tell my parents." He said the things he had to say like a machine, already familiar with how it went. His teacher only sighed and let him go home. He must think I'm hopeless. He ran downstairs with a little grin, noticing the rain only when he already stepped outside, only protected by the little roof over the entrance. I should have an umbrella with me, auntie put it in I think... He fumbled through his messy bag and finally pulled out his umbrella with a triumphant smile, then he looked to the side and noticed who was standing there. Tadashi himself, all alone. Shun almost shrieked when he saw him. He quickly looked away, then looked in his direction again. He continued doing that for a while until he took a deep breath, walked up to him and gave him his own umbrella. "Here! You can! Use it!" He said loudly, stopping between his words to breathe in. Then he ran, straight through the rain, with only his bag over his head. Embarrassing as it was, his heart was beating uncontrollably and he didn't want him to see his flushed face. Shun thought he was beautiful, his black hair contrasted by his white shirt and something in the expression he had. Something he had never seen before that made him think there might be more to the boy he crushed so hard on.
"It's your own fault for being stupid enough to lose your umbrella. You come home with these grades and then you think you can get sick and skip school? Stupid boy." Shun's aunt kept complaining while checking her makeup and looking at her watch, she was getting ready for a meeting. It was unusual for her to leave this late, but was working hard and he respected her for it. She disappeared inside the bathroom just as the door rang. With a sigh he got up and opened it, he was sweaty because of his fever and had to wear a mask to not make his aunt sick. When he saw who it was his heart started beating so quickly he felt like he was going to faint. "Ta-Ta-da-s-shi! What are you? doing here?" Apparently Tadashi had to give him some homework and also had his umbrella with him. His aunt appared behind them, curiously looking down on the boy she never saw before. "Oh, someone from school? Feel free to come inside. Make him some tea, will you Shun? I'll be off then." She quickly ruffled his hair and then disappeared outside. He wasn't sure what to do, but he let Tadashi come inside and made him some tea before he laid down on the couch he spent the entire day on. He felt bad for making him walk all the way to his home, but more than anything he was nervous to be all alone with him. He ended up falling asleep at some point, which he felt incredibly bad for, but before that he said something that was half out of his control. "Hey, Tadashi. Let's hang out more often... I wanna be friends with you..."
When he woke up the next day he wanted to throw himself off a cliff. How could he say something that embarrassing? Death was the only option. He couldn't go to school anymore. While mumbling all these things he was slapped against the back of his head. "If you skip another day I'll throw you in a lake myself. Now eat your breakfast." He continued to whine as he ate his toast. But as embarrassed as he was he ended up surviving it, actually he even became friends with Tadashi. They started spending a lot more time with each other.
So when did things go wrong?
It was incredibly hot. After the rainy season the sun began to burn down on them properly and he was sweating more than he was used to. During p.e. he felt that sensation again. He was used to it to some extent, but that day it was so much worse. The world went blank and he felt each throb. Then everything disappeared at once and the white turned into black.
"Truth be told it's a miracle that you haven't suffered from heart failure until now, most people wouldn't survive that long when they have a heart disease. But it's good that we discovered it now. It's not curable, but it's also not fatal. For now we'll make sure you get the medication you need, but as it stands now I believe you might need surgery at some point."
I heard what the doctor said. I listened carefully but it didn't really reach me. Everything was fine, wasn't it? My chest just hurts a little when I walk too quickly or when I try to focus on something or when I laugh too hard. It's managable, so why did I need all those little pills? The world felt so strange when I stepped outside with them in my blood. Much slower, sharper and rougher. But I shouldn't complain, should I? After all I made my aunt worry so much that she checked if I took them everyday, she worried so much even though I was okay. It was tiring to listen to what others said. In class or with my friends, I didn't have the energy to listen. It was because they drugged me that I couldn't muster the energy to care, but I also didn't know why I wanted to care anymore. I knew that everyone was worried but I didn't care. I just wanted it to be quiet, so that my head would stop hurting. But when it was quiet my thoughts were louder than ever. I didn't know what to do. Until I noticed that there was one person who stayed when I was like that. And their presence made it more bearable. It didn't have to be him, my first love that I used to cherish so much, it could have been anyone. But it happened to be him. So I used him. I hated myself for who I became, that person that would seek warmth when he needed it and pushed it away when he didn't feel like it.
I saw the bills for the first time. She had to pay for all those worthless little pills. Were they really worth so much, these things that made me feel more depressed than ever? As I watched her I noticed how she struggled. She struggled without ever telling me, but I knew that she did. She already suffered so much when my selfish parents left me behind, with a heart that wasn't even functioning. And then she had to pay so much just to keep me alive.
That's enough already. How am I even going to find a job with these grades? I'll be a useless child who can't even earn enough for his own medicine. I had my first love experience. I had friends who I loved very dearly. I don't really expect much else from life. So I might as well.
They found him locked in his room, his little tubs of pills surrounding him. Thankfully they were able to save him. But as he opened his eyes again it became clear that he did not have any memory of his old life. His aunt decided that he needs a new start, so she moved to a different city. For a while he worked as a barista, but with his aunt's passing he was left with a little café. He didn't know how she had the money to buy it, but he was determined to make it a place where she would have been happy.
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