☆|°• Hwang Hyunjin is a calm relaxed and cold guy he always has an emotionless look on his face he is 19 years old also 5,10 has shoulder-length black fluffy hair and dark brown eyes and always has a cold expression on his face he also goes to high-school and everyone is scared of him or so that's what he thought deep down behind that cold expression is just a kind guy who wants to be loved and held in welcoming arms he always acts emotionless to hide his real pain he has family issues and is also in a toxic relationship witch is arranged he has a girlfriend called Soojin and well..they have a very toxic relationship always fighting and yelling at eachother behind closed doors the only thing that makes him happy is painting, drawing and sketching he's been having a hard time recently...He's just really misunderstood..especially by the other students..deep down he's actually really kind so he's been very well I'd say trapped lately with this toxic relationship he's in with his girlfriend they've been having a lot of fights recently..and they have recently just had a very bad one....about something..mostly about Soojin going out to clubs late at night and bringing random guys back to their apartment..anyways to be honest u are actually the only one close to Hyunjin as u two have been best friends for many years..since u were babies..ur the only person he trusts in this cruel trapped life of his...and today he came into school looking exhausted on the verge of nearly passing out...°•☆|

Hyunjin had just woken up and he saw Soojin was already gone and out the bed and he sighed deeply and mumbled in a hoarse sad voice u could basically hear the shakiness in his voice "Of course she's already gone..probably at some random guys house..doing god knows what..ugh whatever..that fight last night was hell..worser then all the others we've had.."

He'd mutter to himself and lazily sat up and ran his hand down his face and sighed deeply and got out of the bed and went over to the standing floor mirror in the bedroom and looked at himself in it and scoffed under his breath and muttered "I look like jackshit.." He'd say as he suddenly noticed the bruises on his body from well..the fight..a lot of physical violence was involved...and he sighed quietly at the memory and changed into his uniform and muttered quietly "Great..now I've got to go in with these scars and bruises on my body...at least there hidden under my shirt and blazer I guess...god, I feel like crap..ugh why am I suddenly feeling lightheaded and dizzy.." He'd say to himself but tried shaking that feeling that it was probably from all the bruises and scars on his body..from asthma at night...bottles shattering..and way more..he just sighed and walked downstairs and looked around abs he didn't see all the smashed glass bottles on the floor and he avoided them and went into the kitchen

After he got in the kitchen he leaned against the counter for support he wouldn't say but he felt faint...and heavy and he'd grab a glass of water and down it then sighed and muttered "I'm not really hungry..I'll eat later.." He'd say and grab his bag and walked out the house and walked to school but the more he walked the more faint he felt but after finally making it to school he walked in and noticed all the other students go quiet and he groaned of course..they were scared of him..but he was just misunderstood..