Hwang ✴ Hyunjin

Age || 19
Status || Single
Orientation || Panual
Position || Switch
About || Only child to a single mother, Hyunjin hardly grew up spoiled. He mostly raised himself from a young age, used to spending time alone as his mother often worked double or even triple shifts to pay their bills. When she was home she spent most of her time sleeping, and Hyunjin tried not to be a bother. As he grew older he stopped missing his mother, she continued to work but eventually she started going out with work friends on her days off. Some weeks Hyunjin wouldn't see her at all. It suited him fine, he could come and go as he pleased and he had no one to answer to but himself. 
The world wasn't always the nicest place to a young, pretty, boy with no parent to proect him or teach him not to talk to strangers. That was okay though, by the time Hyunjin was old enough to understand what they wanted he understood it was just a part of life. for favors was easy, it meant he didn't have to get a job. was easy too, he didn't really enjoy it but he didn't need to. Most people didn't enjoy working. It got him through high school though without having to ask his mom for money. If she ever noticed she never commented, but he doubted she realized what her son was doing when she wasn't home to care. 
Now Hyunjin is on his way to university, accepted to a private school on an arts scholarship. Starting the next phase of his life, he's neither excited nor dreading it. It's just another step in life, just like highschool had been. 
Personality || Most people who meet him will agree; there's something wrong with Hyunjin. He's apathetic at best, and eerily empty at worst. Nothing seems to rattle him, nothing phases him, nothing breaks the blasé mask that he wears. He's an artist, but if you talk to him you would think there's no passion or depth to his work because the's as dimensional as a paper doll. He's pretty to looik at but there seems to be no one underneath. He goes through the motions like a poor imitation of a person. Not even pain breaks through his apathy, and he has the scars to prove it.