im jaebum

06/01/1996

united kingdom

model

straight

engaged

park chaeyoung

N/a

Glaring spotlights scrutinized, stalked with their critical gazes the diffident child, whose very birth took the life of his mother, an immensely loved actress. For a reason quite beyond his understanding, those who only saw that angel on screen cared more for her than his own father, who was more than happy to marry another co-actress not a year after. He, whilst morally grey, received less than half the notoriety Jaebum had growing up. In fact, the modelling career he was pushed into further sickened him for being called nothing but his mother's son, a constant reminder that if he hadn't been born, she would have lived, basked in all the love the world could muster. Instead, the world received a failure who only ever faced the camera with cold features.  

Stripped of identity, he was torn apart by the ghost of her, the face he himself only saw through the lenses of adoring strangers. How could he possibly live up to the image of someone who he'd never met? was she who the world said she was? was she who his father said she was? did it even matter? all he knew was he had no value aside from his last name, made to walk in the footsteps of absent rolemodels.