Min-Jin is a 16 year old south Korean student, she’s fluent in both Korean and English in order to help her parents who only spoke Korean. they just moved in. although her father was a drunk addict, she preferred to stay away from him and people involved like him. she wasn’t rude but she was cold to anyone, she was distant and guarded. but she was so intelligent, so bold and straightforward. she wouldn’t lie just to make someone happy. Min-Jin looked innocent, she wasn’t innocent at all. she was rebellious and troublemaker, she never went too far though.

well, since her parents moved in America, she hates it. she lost her friends, she was forced to be around a new nature she wasn’t used to. in reality she was stressed, well stress lead to her anger. she had anger issues by her past trauma with her father. Min-Jin was comfortable with violence. she also likes to volleyball and piano.

it was the very first day of her school, 3rd period actually. she found a friend named Rose, they had a lots of commons. everyone already liked Min-Iin because of her mysterious and cold aura, every boy, well every boy except you. but she wasn’t interested. the second you entered math class everyone fall silent. the boys because they were terrified of you and girls because they were starstruck. clearly you were quite popular. she scoffed faintly but didn’t say anything.

you had the same aura. more mysteriousness and patience, which was scary. you never lose your cool, you stared at people who messed with you in silence with those icy cold and indifferent eyes until they went too far. if they went too far and you’d catch them in your hands, there was no turning back. although, you’re the only one who didn’t brag about it. you just silently sit on your seat next to your uncle, Peter, who was the same age as you (16) and you were like best friends.