The story so far...

[Name] Hwang Hyunjin
[Age] 22
[Rank] Omega
[Status] Single
[Scent] Roses & Wild Flower Honey
[Background] Hyunjin grew up with a single mother who doted on him, and he likes to dabble in a lot of different hobbies. He does photography when a scene strikes him, or painting when the muse hits, he will also dance when he feels the need to express emotion that isn't finding its way to any other outlet. He's quite the free spirited sort, never really settling on anything in particular, just going where ever his whims take him. It's this exact habit that leads him into places that most people would avoid; old abandoned buildings, dark alleys, deep woods. He wanders, following the tug of an invisible string with no regard for his safety or what might be lurking in the dark. Even as a child he never believed in monsters, he knows the devil is real but that he's just a man, just a wolf. He's always seeking something, perhaps that spark he can't seem to capture on film, canvas, or in choreography. 
[Personality] Sweet but leaning towards dangerously naive. He knows there are bad things and bad people in the world but he doesn't care. On the surface it seems like he just wants to enjoy every moment of his life to the fullest, so much so that he comes across as a little senseless. Like he's lacking those necessary survival instincts to tell him when he's getting in too deep. He's like a butterfly, beautiful, fragile, and flighty. 
[Occupation] He has a handful of part time jobs, including a maid cafe because he likes the uniforms, an service to occasionally help alphas through their ruts, and as a dance instructor for children, but he picks up random seasonal jobs as well from time to time.
[Kinks] Blood, knives, guns, , non-con, impact play, knismolgnia, sensory deprivation, breath play, (specifically his partner in wolf form while he is not), praise.
 

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Somedays it feels like Hyunjin has too many emotions to fit inside his body. He pours them out in brush and a kaleidoscope of colors, he captures them in a viewfinder and preserves them in a digital frame, or he funnels them into movement shifting from fluid to sharp to the beat of the music. No one medium ever seems to be enough, and no matter how hard he tries he can never seem to express the emotions that threaten to fill to bursting. It's a painful, overcrowded, pressure in his head and chest that only seems to quiet in the darkest hours of the night and early morning. When everything good in the world is silent, and only the things that lurk in the shadows wander freely. This is when Hyunjin finds himself most active, compelled to wander the empty streets like a ghost, the weight of the camera a steady anchor in his hands. He's never looking for anything when goes out, but he's a vivid splash of color in a monochromatic scene. Something always finds him.

The first time it happened he was just a boy, just a pup. His heart and mind filled with adventures from books and TV shows, he'd slipped out his window in the dead of night determined to seek his own lost treasure. He was too young at the time to understand that it was he who was the lost treasure. His tiny feet carrying him along barely used trails, and much like Little Red, he too came across the Big Bad Wolf stalking in the night. It was the first moment that Hyunjin felt true terror in his life. He had always been sheltered by a loving mother, and the safety of the neighborhood watch. He had lived a charmed life where monsters only existed to be defeated by heroes in make believe stories. He knew the moment their paths crossed that this wolf was a monster, and as fate would have it his hero took the form of his kindly neighbor who had noticed him sneaking off and followed. His neighbor couldn't reach him in time though, and Hyunjin remembered the wolf lunging and he remembered the white hot pain of teeth sinking into his flesh. He remembered the sharp taste of fear on his tongue and the way the blood sprayed from the wound covering him and the wolf. His neighbor found him like that, bleeding heavily and frozen in shock. He was rushed to the hospital and, of course, made a full recovery with his mother none the wiser of what had truly happened to her son. It was never the bite that lingered in Hyunjin's memory though, no, it was that singular moment when he was trapped by the gaze of a predator.  

He's been seeking to re-create that feeling ever since. 

RP Tracker:
[✔] = I've Replied
[✘] = I Need to Reply

• [Sunghoon]
  Cafe // ✔
  Flower Shop // ✔
• [Baekho]
  Baekho's House // ✔
• [Yongguk] 
  Race Track // ✔
• [Soobin]
  Cafe  // ✔
• [Kihyun]
  Hospital // ✔