Mark's family was like any other, kind, supporting, lovable, you name it. However, sometimes, he felt a little suffocated. When he entered his senior year of high school, he still had no idea what he wanted to do with his life. Job? Career? He had no ambition. This greatly worried his ever so loving parents. They urged him to find his path. "Find something you enjoy doing, Yien," they told him. But, Mark never found what he wanted to do.

The second Mark was old enough to move out and find his destined pack, he took the chance when he started college, like the filial son he was, pleasing his parents. Somewhere along the line, he found his destined pack and moved in with them. He entered into some business major, figuring it wouldn't be too bad. After finishing up his associate's, he was done. Furthering his education just wasn't his thing.

He works late shifts as a security guard at the apartment complex and gets home way too early in the morning. He spends his mornings, the second he gets home, crashing onto his bed and passing out for a good few hours. If he gets woken up before he's had a decent amount of sleep, he's cranky and snappy.

Personality-wise, Mark's a bit of a goofball. He'll give into random urges and act on them, often times leading him to do crazy things. As goofy as he is or can be, he's also quite the romantic. He'll go out of his way to make someone's day, just for the hell of it. He's the type to spoil others, usually omegas or those younger than him, yet wants to be spoiled at the same time.