✗✗ NAME ✗✗

Dean Huang

* ✗✗ NICKNAME(S) ✗✗ *

None

✗✗ AGE ✗✗
22

✗✗ GENDER ✗✗
Male

✗✗ SEXUALITY ✗✗
Bisexual

✗✗ CLOTHING STYLE ✗✗

Dean is a bit of a bum. His job isn't a well-paying one, so he can't exactly afford the clothing that everyone else wears. He mostly just wears a simple T-Shirt and some basketball shorts. His 'good clothes' include a nice flannel shirt and some jeans. In the winter, he wears fluffy coats and jeans, and in the summer, he wears shorts and a T-shirt. He wears a lot of bright colors, most of which don't usually match.


✗✗ PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION ✗✗
Dean looked at himself in the mirror as he stepped out of the shower. He quickly wrapped a white towel around his waist. Most towels were large for him because of his rather short height of 5'8". Water rolled down his short, dark hair. He usually didn't have time to style it in the morning, so he usually just combed it back and called it a day. His job made him use a hat anyway, so styling it was pointless. His dark, bird-like eyes looked into the mirror with a satisfied look. Even though he was thin, he was always told that he was moderately attractive. He had a thin nose, straight, thick eyebrows, peach-pink lips, and a nice jawline. His eyes trailed down to his chest. He'd been going to the gym a bit more lately, so his flat chest was starting to fill out a little bit. His stomach was starting to become more toned as well, but not enough for him to have visible abs. He puffed his chest out to make it look better, just for giggles, and then exhaled. His chest deflated back to its original shape. He used his towel to dry off his thin, toned legs. He wore shorts often so his legs were tanner than the rest of his body. His feet and hands resembled a baby's feet and hands, so he was able to shop at the kids' section of most shoe stores.


✗✗ WRITTEN PERSONALITY ✗✗

On the surface, Dean doesn't seem like much. When someone first meets him, he comes off as shy, aloof, and not really someone that would make a good conversation. He looks down a lot, and because of his thin figure and posture, he comes off as submissive and timid. This misconception puzzles a lot of people later on.

Getting to know Dean is hard because he's always busy. His job as a sous-chef has him working odd hours, so he's always too tired to hang out with friends, and because his schedule is jam-packed, he doesn't get to see his friends often. When he talks to the friends that he does have, it's usually about work or stress or both. When he's not working, he's either at his apartment cooking or in a cafe, reciting poetry that he wrote himself. He's a big fan of both and dreams of opening his own restaurant combining his two interests.

Once one gets to know him, they see that Dean is more than just a shy boy. In fact, the old him almost seems like a hoax. He never. Stops. Talking. He's like a ball of energy, always moving around, telling jokes and flailing around. He absolutely hates standing still and his style of speech is animated and wacky. He suffers from ADHD, so sometimes it's hard for him to focus on him on one thing for too long. He's also not the smartest and he finds it hard for him to make important decisions. Because he's always busy, he doesn't get out a lot, so he's very awkward and doesn't know how to approach certain people.


✗✗ HISTORY ✗✗
DEAN HAD AN AVERAGE CHILDHOOD. HE WAS BORN IN THE BEACHSIDE CITY OF VENICE, CALIFORNIA SOME 23 YEARS AGO. HIS FAMILY WAS VERY LOVING AND ENCOURAGED DEAN TO FOLLOW HIS DREAMS, NO MATTER WHERE THEY TOOK HIM. DEAN FOUND AN INTEREST IN COOKING AROUND THE AGE OF 10. DEAN'S LOVE FOR COOKING ESCALATED BY THE TIME HE WAS 12. HE WAS OFTEN MADE FUN OF BY HIS PEERS FOR BEING INTO COOKING AND LABELLED 'GAY' BECAUSE OF IT. HE HID HIS INTERESTS AND BEGAN TO PURSUE WRITING INSTEAD, PUSHING HIS DREAMS OF BEING A FAMOUS COOK TO THE WAYSIDE. SHORTLY AFTER GRADUATING FROM HIGH SCHOOL, DEAN ENROLLED IN COMMUNITY COLLEGE AND BEGAN WORKING AT A RESTAURANT IN LOS ANGELES. WHEN HE'S NOT WORKING OR STUDYING, HE'S WRITING POETRY AND RECITING HIS WRITINGS AT A POETRY CLUB DOWNTOWN. HIS GOAL IS TO OPEN HIS OWN RESTAURANT WHERE HE CAN SERVE 5 STAR CUISINE AND HOST POETRY SLAMS.

✗✗ OCCUPATION ✗✗
He is a sous chef at a restaurant in California.


✗✗ SMUT & KINK(s) ✗✗
| Smut: | kink(s): |

Smut: No

Kinks: He's a virgin .-.


✗✗ FACE CLAIM ✗✗

Yang Yang

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✗✗ NAME ✗✗

Sonia Ankov

* ✗✗ NICKNAME(S) ✗✗ *
None

✗✗ AGE ✗✗
22

✗✗ GENDER ✗✗
Female

✗✗ SEXUALITY ✗✗
Bisexual

✗✗ CLOTHING STYLE ✗✗
Sonia is very straight-laced. She doesn't like to show anything provocative or anything that could be deemed 'inappropriate' or 'slutty.' She wears lots of things that cover up her skin--flannels, oversized shirts, and dresses that drop all the way down to her shins. She wears some capris, but that's only when she's feeling adventurous. All of her clothes are meticulously ironed until there are no creases or wrinkles in them. In the winter, she wears a jacket over what she would usually wear (A flannel and some capris) and in the summer, she wears more dresses. She wears a lot of dull colors, such as black and gray, but all of her summer outfits have some sort of color.


✗✗ PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION ✗✗
Sonia looked at herself in the mirror with a neutral expression. She was an odd kind of beauty. For starters, her hair was a snowy blonde. It was a color that she'd received from her father, who had similar, although somewhat darker, course, white hair. It was silky like her mother's hair and was pulled up into a tight bun that seemed to constrict her hair. Because of how often she had it up, the tightness no longer fazed her. Her eyes were harsh and ice blue. A lot of people thought that she was squinting when they were talking to her because of how oddly her eyes were shaped. Her body, which was covered by a gray button-down shirt, was thin. A lot of her shirts were ill-fitting because of her proportions. She was a taller girl at 5'11", but she was also thin, so there weren't a lot of shirts that accommodated for her proportions. Her chest wasn't anything exciting either. It was rather flat and boyish. Her legs and arms were thin and bent at awkward angles, which was perfect for when she was dancing but not great to look at when she was standing still. Her feet were small and arched and her hands were unnaturally large for a girl her age. Tilting her thin head, she looked at her neck. There was a red scratch on her neck from where her cat scratched her. It stood out on her pale, porcelain skin like a red stripe on a blank canvas. She pulled down her shirt some more, making sure that her flat behind was covered before she walked out the door.

✗✗ WRITTEN PERSONALITY ✗✗
Sonia is a bit of a prude. She's detail-oriented and likes for everything to be in its place. At first, people can be turned off by how cold she comes off. She's more on the independent side because she doesn't like socializing with a lot of people. She finds it tedious and mostly likes to do her own thing. Because of this, she can come off as unapproachable and standoffish.

Getting to know Sonia can be hard because of all the boundaries she sets up. She likes to dance, and when she's not in school, nine times out of ten, she's at her dance studio, practicing until her feet hurt. Dancing is her passion and her ultimate goal is to be a famous dancer and the star of her own show. She's a perfectionist and can't move on to a new dance move until she's mastered the first one. She can get easily frustrated and angry if she doesn't get something right away.

Sonia doesn't really change upon getting to know her. She's always been a straight-laced girl, and that's what she's going to be until she dies. She's very serious and tends to weigh down the mood in a room when she starts to speak. She's intelligent and corrects people when they make a mistake. However, when someone tells her she's wrong, she'll argue with them on the subject until she's proven wrong. She doesn't take being upstaged well and often becomes jealous when someone is doing better than her.


✗✗ HISTORY ✗✗
Sonia was born on a snowy day in January in the snowy city of New York. Sonia was raised in a very strict household, so she wasn't allowed to do a lot of the things that most young women are allowed to do. For example, she didn't get her first phone until she was old enough to drive, and she didn't get her first car until she moved out of her house. Her parents made her wear clothes that covered most of her body, a trend that carried on throughout her teens. When she was in her teen years, she became interested in dancing. She was a natural at it, and became moderately well-known at her school because of her talent. When she was a senior in high school, she got a scholarship to a university and an invitation to be a part of their dance troupe. Of course, she accepted the scholarship. She is currently attending a University in New York and works at a local cafe as a waitress.

✗✗ OCCUPATION ✗✗
She's a college student and the lead dancer in a dance troupe

✗✗ SMUT & KINK(s) ✗✗
| Smut: | kink(s): |

Smut: None

Kinks: Intellectuals, Other Dancers, MUSCLES


✗✗ FACE CLAIM ✗✗
Nastya Kusakina

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