Q ) Growing up, which villian(s) did you idolize most and why?

I don’t idolize any villain. I personally don’t think I’m evil, so why would I idolize one? It’s foolish. To idolize a villain means I want to be like them, that I believe in their work and what they do, but I don’t. I don’t do what I do because it’s fun or because I hate the world. I don’t kill because I like it either, it’s just part of the job, part of the con. My mother never believed in Heroes or villains anyway, so why would I?

 

“Mom, are you going to work again?” a young Kyungri asked, looking up at her mom as she put on makeup, readying herself for another night on the job.

“Yes, I am.” Her mother replied, nonchalantly.

“Are the police going to get you?” she asked innocently, starting at her mother with wide eyes.

Her mother turned to her with furrowed eyebrows, “Why would the police catch me?”.

“Police are good people, heroes. That catch bad people who do bad things… You do bad things” Kyungri shrugged.

“Kyungri… There is no such thing as Heroes, Villains, Good people or bad people. There are just people who are foolish and people who understand that life is not always easy. The police are foolish, I’m not a bad person. I just do what I need to for us” Her mother explained, turning back to the mirror.

Kyungri stared at her mother, her young mind thinking over what her mother had said, “No such thing as Heroes or Villians?...”

Q ) What made you want to become a villain yourself?

Wanting to become a villain? I never wanted it, but it’s all I know… Growing up with a mother who enjoyed conning unsuspecting men by ways of seduction is all I’ve ever known. She even brought me alone sometimes to help with the con. I guess that’s where I got my start? I think I was 15 the first time she brought me along… not that I looked like it.

 

“Kyungri! Hurry up and get ready… We are going to miss the perfect timing if we don’t get to that stupid bar now!” her mother yelled from the master bedroom.

Kyungri looked down at the revealing red dress her mother had laid out for her on the bed, a pair of pricy earrings and a necklace laying beside it. She wasn’t exactly keen on going, but she couldn’t disobey her mother. With a sigh, she stripped down and grabbed the small piece of cloth, slipping into it with difficulty. It was restricting and made it almost impossible to breath properly, but she had to deal with it. Placing a black pair of heels on her dainty feet, she walked out of her room and into her mother’s. She was used to the sight in front of her, her mother wearing a similar dress to hers, only black with lace going down her arms. Kyungri looked over to the large mirror in her mother’s room, examining herself once more. The dress was y, elegant and made her look much older than she was. It was skin tight and completely off the shoulder. Her eyes examined her reflection, the red lipstick she wore shimmering in the glass.

“Kyungri! Let’s go” the voice of her mother forcing her out of her thoughts. She nodded almost automatically as she followed her mother out the door.

‘I wonder what poor bastard is going to get fooled this time…’

 

For years I helped, but she got caught in the end, I was 18 I think… She never cleaned up after herself and one of the men managed to identify her. Clearly, I’ve learned from her mistakes. I don’t leave a trace… It’s not hard if the only person who saw you mysteriously has a heart attack…

 

The tall man hurried to open the door, one arm drunkenly slung around Kyungri’s shoulder, missing the key slot of the hotel room. She rolled her eyes, but let out a pretend drunken giggle, subtly grabbing the key card of his hands and inserting it into the slot. He pushed the door open, stumbling inside as he turned around, pulling Kyungri close to him as he pressed his lips to hers in a sloppy kiss, pushing her against the wall. Unwillingly she kissed him back, tugging on his shirt as if she wanted him. His lips traveled down to her neck and she let out a small moan, making it seem like she wanted him even more. She let out a small giggle, pushing him towards the living room couch until he was eventually forced to sit. Positioning herself onto his lap, she moved her hair to uncover her neck, wrapping her arms around his neck and she moved closer, whispering in his ear.

“You know… I could really use a drink. Wouldn’t that make everything much more fun?” she asked, her voice husky and teasing as her teeth nipped his lobe gently.

He let out a soft moan, lifting her off his lap and getting up to get the glasses. She leaned back into the couch, crossing one leg over the other as she watched him. He came back with two glasses, placing them on the table in front of her and beginning to fill both with wine. “Actually, I would love some champagne” she said, her voice sultry and pleading. He set the wine bottle on the table and moved back in the direction of the kitchen, “I’ll get the champagne, love”. She smiled at him, giving a little nod, “Thanks Baby”. When he was fully out of sight, she reached into her cleavage, pulling out a small vile and pouring it into his glass of wine before placing the vile back where it was. He came back and sat down on the couch, pouring the champagne into her glass. She took it delicately in her finger tips, taking a sip as her gaze was fixed on him, watching as he drank the crimson liquid. Placing his glass back down, he grinned as he took her champagne from her, pulling her back onto his lap. Kyungri let out a gasp, as if she wasn’t expecting his actions before giggling again. God how she hated to giggle… A goofy and drunk grin appeared on his handsome face as he went back to attacking her neck. He picked her up, his hands grasping her thighs as her legs circled around him. She let out a laugh, flipping her hair over her shoulder as he moved into the bedroom, tossing her gently onto the bed. He proceeded to climb on top of her, kissing her neck, her collar bone… Until he suddenly gasps for air, clutching at his chest, his throat; his face turning a strange shade of red before collapsing on top of her. “Finally…” She muttered, pushing his limp body off of her and proceeding to reach for his wallet. “Let me just get everything you own, which is clearly a nice little fortune, before I clean this room of myself.”

 

Regardless, I’ve made quite an untraceable fortune for myself… doing what I do.

Q ) What brought you to Sinister Academy?

I had an incident… Where someone tried to over power me. I’m not exactly skilled in self-defense, never needed to be. Anyway, I didn’t want to be put in that situation again and I just so happened to hear about Sinister Academy from my mother, who was locked up at the time, where there were more… people like me. I don’t want to be a damsel in distress, so what better way to excel at what I do and defend myself than to go to school and learn more?

 

The loud buzzing of the prison gates rang in Kyungri’s ears as she made her way through the metal detectors, smiling politely at the officers. Why was someone with her occupation willingly go to prison? To visit their mother, who happened to idiotically get caught on the job.

Making her way into the visitation room, she spotted her mother sitting at a table in the corner and made her way over to her.

“Hey mom” she mumbled timidly, giving her a quick hug, only to be forced apart by the loud voice of an officer. “No contact!” he yelled in their direction, to which Kyungri responded, “Sorry Officer. Won’t happen again”. Her mother sat back down, Kyngri taking a seat on the opposite side of the table.

“So how are things?” Her mother asked, her eyes twinkling with curiosity. Kyungri let out a sigh, shrugging her shoulders, “The job is getting dangerous… I was attacked by a man. I got away on sheer luck”. Her mother let out a sigh before shifting her gaze to the officer near them, then back to Kyungri. She leaned in closer, her voice coming out as barely a whisper, “Listen… I know someone in here and they talked about this place, Sinister Academy. It has people like me… People like us. You can learn there, perfect your craft”. Kyungri looked at her mom, contemplating what she just said before nodding, “Alright, I’ll look into it, mom”. Her mom offered her a smile, “That’s my girl”.

Q ) Why do you believe you have what it takes to be a villain?

Do I have what it takes to be a villain? Right now, no… That is the reason I’m here clearly. I don’t see myself as a villain anyway, I just go about life as I’ve known it my whole life. Just like a worker goes to the office every day, I do what I do… The term Villain is just an occupational Hazard, I suppose. Either way I’m here to learn how to defend myself because I’m quite certain when it comes to conning people, I can con even the smartest man.

 

Kyungri sat in the comfy chair of the café, her piping hot coffee sitting in front of her. She took it in her hands, blowing on it before taking a careful sip.

“Did you hear what happened on the news?” a girl seated some ways from Kyungri asked.

“No-What happened?” Her friend questioned, curiosity evident in her tone.

“That billionaire died of a heart attack… he was so young. 35 I think-“

“What? Really? Do they think he was murdered?”

“No… They said he has too much to drink or something and had a heart attack, I don’t know. Imagine if he was though…”

“I’m betting he was… Why would a young Billionaire die so suddenly? If he was murdered, who ever did it is heinous. Why do people even kill?”

“Evil… Some people are just evil”

Kyungri turned her attention back to her coffee, looking at it with a distant gaze before shaking her head and taking another sip.

Q ) What do you think makes you stand out from the rest?

Answer here.

Personality Soft spoken, but not weak by any means. She can stand up for herself when needed. She enjoys going out and having fun with friends. When it comes to doing her job, she can become very serious and calculating.

Likes Mysteries, challenges.

Dislikes Foolish men, rude people, people who mistake her for being stupid just because she is pretty.

Hobbies Conning People.

Secrets Secrets are secrets for a reason...

Fears Being emotionally vulnerable with someone, particularly anyone of the male species.

The Quirks Fun Facts About Them.
— Her dad left her mom at a young age with no money, heance their dislike of 'foolish men'.
— Currently taking Espionage, Combat, Weapons, Art of Manipulation and Engineering Classes.
— Doesn't think of herself as Evil or mentally unstable, even though society seems to look at what she does that way.
— Does her job so she can support herself and her mother, so they can live comfortably.
— Technologically savy, hacking into people's bank accounts without leaving a trace is like child's play to her.
— Loves singing and dancing, it helps her clear her head and relax.
— Has a few small tattooes on her body, hidden by clothing, that no one has ever seen.

Message to lover goes here.

ONE. OOC You can call me Liz, Lizzy or my character's name.

TWO. GTM -4

THREE. I'm usually quick to reply unless I

m busy. If I don't get back to you within a couple days, feel free to poke me.

FOUR. I prefer detailed 3rd, but I can also do detailed 1st.

FIVE. If you would like to plot, please pm me instead of posting on my wall, or you can just tag me in the plotting room.

SIX. I do all genres, I prefer drama. however I do not plot romance and I don't very often. I am very picky with plots, so don't get offended if I don't want to rp with the idea you have.

SEVEN. Thank you for reading this and following the rules <3.

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