"If you're okay with hanging out late, I just have to work until eight tonight."
upper west side | the king | boyfren | people i don't like | bon iver | freakin' out on the interstate | night trouble | stunnin'
dialogue ; #7f9f91. ā thought ; #bb7e8c.
"Everybody in this party feels so fake,
I really wish that I could say it to your face."
"Time waits for no one,
But there's beauty in the moments,
And the spaces in-between."
"Before we get older let's do everything,
You're scared of when it's over, but still young and you're still free."
"And you got a lot on your mind,
And your heart, it looks just like mine."
Mafuyu Hanazawa
[ ē (ma) meaning "real," č (fu) meaning "lotus," å (yu) meaning "friend." ]
[ č± (hana) meaning "flower," ę¾¤ (sawa) meaning "marsh." ]
| Role |
Role one, popular and confident.
| Nicknames and Aliases |
Fuyu. Only by his little sisters, sometimes his mom.
| Gender |
Male ; [ he / him ]
| Age |
Twenty.
| Birthday |
August 18th.
| Orientation |
Biromantic ; Bisexual
| Scent |
Earthy variety. Likely thanks to his current job.
| Accent |
Japanese. Akita dialect.
| Nationality |
Japanese.
| Romantic Interest |
Unknown.
| Ethnicity |
Japanese.
| Social Class |
Working class.
| Occupation |
Part-timer at a local plant nursery.
Part-time tutor for high school students.
Part-time tutor for university students.
| Place of Residence |
Hanazawa Family Home.
Studio Apartment Complex.
Studio Apartment Interior.
| Residence Notes |
- Family Home ; A small, rundown home in an old suburban neighborhood. Surrounding by cheap, working class or under affordable housing, it seems that it's all his mother can afford, having to raise three children on her own. There's a small overhand and "balcony" on the left side of the home, which provides shade and a perfect space to hang laundry out to dry as well. A small number of furin hang by the front door, the glass painted by his sisters. In total there's three bedrooms, his mother's the largest, his the smallest, and his sister's sharing the last. One of them has moved into his while he's been away.
- Apartment ; A studio apartment he's renting while attending the college, to try and take stress off of his family while he's doing so. There's a small kitchenette so he can cook. It fits a twin sized bed, a small bookcase, a small exterior closet, a desk and a simple office chair (that is almost always holding books, homework, and the like), and finally a small table that he usually uses to eat at with whatever he ends up cooking. The window in his apartment mocks a balcony, but it's inaccessible.
| Oddities |
- His dream is to eventually make it out of the small village and into the city, where he can get better work and help out his mother and sisters more. After managing to get a scholarship for university and working his way through to a degree, that dream is starting to feel as if it's in reach.
- He has a green thumb, though he's not really sure why or how. Plant care just seems to come easy for him, more so after his current job too.
- He's a "straight A" college student, and while he does give himself time to study and work on his work from classes, he does often attend parties, and go out with friends. He's been spotting as a singer and guitarist for a friend with his band as well. Despite his worries, his mom actually encourages him, wanting him to live while he's still young and not worry about taking care of them; she's the parent, after all.
An odd blue shade. Usually rather pale in tone or shade.
| Hair Style |
With its length, he can do a fair amount of things with it, though it's often left out and parted at the center. Otherwise, to keep it out of his face he's put in a headband, use a hair clip, or just put it in a small ponytail.
| Hair Length |
It's been growing out for awhile, despite the high school staff trying to get him to stop. At this point it reaches to about a chin length, though it's growing down to his shoulders at this rate.
| Skin Tone |
Pale, though gaining some color with time in the sun.
| Complexion |
Fair.
| Eye Color |
Sea green, though sometimes, in the right lighting, they just looks a plain, light blue shade.
| Height |
5'11".
| Weight |
149 lbs.
| Body Type |
Average.
| Build |
Athletic. Toned.
| Tattoos |
A traditional-form dragon among red spider lilies, located on his right forearm. He got it on a whim while drunk, but when he showed it to his mom she cried for a week, so he promised to never do it again.
| Piercings |
Both lobes. Studs only.
Second lobes. Studs only.
Both helixes. Cuffs. Sometimes, a chain.
| Birthmarks/Scars |
His father gave him a fair amount. A thin, slit over his right cheek. There's odd, blemished ones over his arms, and small ones from nails digging in too deeply. A large gash over the inside of his hip, curling from the top down to the inside. Large, messy blemishes over his back.
ć Bright, Social, Protective, Caring, Sharp, Impulsive, Patient ć
For as long as he's been alive, Mafuyu has always been known to be bright, cheerful, a social butterfly and someone who has an easy time meeting others and making friends, finding partners and dates. Considered a popular student through all of his classes and schools he's attended up to this point, he's never had to struggle to fill his social needs, or to find groups to hang around with. The class president his senior year, the top of the track team throughout high school (though that was thanks to his skill too), considered quite attractive and confessed to by both girls and guys, and having dated both as well. He sits comfortably at what could be considered the top of a social "food chain," though he's careful to not let it get to his head, living by lessons and words his mother taught him when he was younger, to be sure to care for others, to make sure they're okay, to never hurt anyone that he may, in a sense, have "power" over.
His caring and protective side branches more from having to care for his little sisters as a teen, especially when his mother took them away from their "father," as many of the parenting responsibilities were given to him while she was left to work and provide for her four children on her own. It's become an aspect that reaches his friends, romantic partners, the ones that fall into those or similar categories. Making sure they're okay, that they've eaten (even if he hasn't, though he won't admit to it), they're safe and if they need anything. He doesn't enjoy sweeping things under the rug either, so if there's an issue, if he knows something might be wrong, he won't be leaving it in the dark and will ask and try to get people talking. In the same breath, if anyone he cares for is being targeted, hurt, threatened, he'll be getting in the face of whoever is causing it, and he's not afraid to fight for others either, verbally or physically.
| Morals |
- Take care of the ones who take care of you.
- Protect the weak; to hurt those weaker than you is despicable.
- Memories are an important aspect of every person; it's necessary to let yourself live once in awhile so you can create your own.
| Likes |
- Competition.
- Holiday breaks. Usually no tutoring work, so more free time.
- Midnight skateboarding.
- Iced coffee.
- Guitar.
- Movie marathons.
- Cooking. He had to figure it out to feed his sisters when his mom was working nights for several years.
- Plants. Plant care. He likes keeping indoor plants.
- Cakes.
| Dislikes |
- Late classes. Labs.
- Finals week. Midterms week.
- His current math professor. The man is an asshole.
- Caviar. The texture throws him off.
- Loud neighbors. He has a particularly unpleasant one that lives on the left of his apartment, and has kept him up for late nights before.
- Smoking. He tried it in high school and it sucked. It smells bad.
- Isolation. Social situations, hanging around friends, dates, they're all something he needs a fill of at least every once in awhile.
| Talents |
- Cooking. Using herbs and food he's grown himself is fun, too.
- Guitar. Singing.
- Skateboarding.
| Flaws |
- Eating. Sometimes, it catches up to him. He used to starve himself to save money and make sure his sisters ate, and even when he knows he has enough money in present to eat three meals a day, he'll skip some.
- When people ask for help, he can't seem to turn them down.
- It's difficult for him to sit still for long periods of time.
| Weaknesses |
- Heights. He's terrified of them.
- His mom, little sisters. He would do anything for them.
- A bit of an impulsive person, which can get him into trouble.
| Hobbies |
- Skateboarding.
- Partying. He enjoys most of the environments he can find at them.
- Running, it's his preferred form of exercise.
- Guitar.
Born as the eldest and only son of the working class Oshiro family, Mafuyu had three sisters to follow him: Miyako when he was two, and twins Momo and Ran when he was four. His mother, Yuka, he'd always known as a gentle soul, sweet with her words and patient to each of her children as she did her best to care for them. His father, Hisao, he knew as practically nonexistent for his early years, though had he known better, he would have wished him to stay as such for the rest of his life. His mother taught him from a young age to stay in his room when the man was home, and when his sisters arrived to their family, he taught them the same.
School, for him, was something of an escape. Long, no doubt, and he didn't exactly excel in his classes in those years, but it was better than being home and risking running into the man, or sitting in his room all day. It helped him run from his own family situation, as if it wasn't always there as soon as he went home. In classes, around his classmates, was where his social nature came to light, and from day one Mafuyu found himself at ease with making friends. The same continued into middle school, not much to anyone's surprise, and eventually he found himself as someone considered "popular" by his peers. It was something that allowed him to simply live without the reality of his home life.
His home life, that never seemed to get better. The family often fended for themselves without the man, given all he could offer was an occasional check of money so they could buy food, supplies, until he decided to drop more again, and as the amount of money given grew more and more scarce, and her children began to miss meals, Yuka took to finding her own work to try and provide for them. However, despite this effort, it almost seemed like this would turn into a mistake. Her husband caught wind of her working, and instead of trying harder to provide more for the wife and children he took, he quit his job and let her do all the work and make the money. With no other source of income and Yuka feeling as if there was nothing she could do to change the situation at that point, she took to full time work instead, and began trying to provide for all five of the people at home.
Trying to survive with the man at home now, and keep his sisters safe was difficult, especially without his mother to help keep them safe as well. He had free reign over the apartment household, though whether it was a blessing or a curse, he was usually passed out drunk on the couch or in his bed. He kept himself and his sisters in his own room while they weren't at school or clubs, that way staying clear of the man for the most part, though when he did act out, Mafuyu was the one to take it.
The longer it carried on, the longer Yuka was away and the more she had to work to keep the family afloat, the more things escalated. Soon, her money wouldn't cover the man's growing addictions, and he would blame it on his children for it. This fed into his rage and resentment for the children he'd never even tried to care for, and eventually, he took it too far.
Mafuyu considers himself lucky to have been living with his family on just the third floor of an apartment complex. Any higher, and he's rather confident that he would have died. At twelve years old, he got into a fight with the man after he threatened his little sisters, that soon enough turned violent, and in the heat of the moment, he was shoved over the edge of the apartment's balcony. A broken wrist, a large gash up the inside of his hip, and a back covered in a mess of wounds. It wasn't even his own father that called an ambulance, in the end. It was the neighbors, who had been listening to the fight through the walls.
Hospital visits warranted investigation and far too many bills, but his father was able to convince them that it had been an accident, that Mafuyu had run out to the balcony and tripped, but everyone knew it was a lie. When hospital bills began piling into the apartment as well, and Yuka couldn't keep up with them, it seemed she finally broke, her guilt drowning out her fears, and staying with the man finally came to an end.
With a night of packing and a pile of bills left on the counter for the man to deal with himself, she took her children and ran.
They moved as far away as she could manage, a place where she had found a more stable job, and a old, worn down home that she could afford, that would be far better to her and her four kids than that apartment would have ever been. It felt safe, it felt warm, and it felt like home. At twelve years old, Mafuyu was freed from his father's reign of terror, and for the first time, he was allowed to live, to thrive.
Adjusting to the new home, coping with new and old trauma but having space and time to deal with it, he returned to school, attending the new middle once his injuries had fully healed and his mother allowed him to leave her sights. His personality and demeanor allowed for easy integration into his class year, and soon enough he was flourishing again. Grades improved as well, and with time he reached the top of his class, something that his mother had celebrated with him by bringing home a small cake for the family to eat together when she got home from work.
He began dating first at the end of middle school, a girl named Sayuri confessing to him after classes one day. It was a childish and fun relationship, even if neither of them really understood the concept of one beyond cheesy movies and books, but he was happy, even when it only lasted for a year, as she moved away with her family at the end of their middle school years. His dating life didn't end there, of course, and starting in high school, he began to date around more. Exploring that part of himself and his life was exciting to him. It was halfway through his second year that he met Nanao. They were placed in the same class, and he'd been curious of the other boy, but never quite gotten around to really getting to know him. It changed, after they both expressed interest in each other, and by the end of their second year, they were dating. Nanao introduced him to track, skateboarding, helped him out with his sisters at home, introduced him to smoking only for Mafuyu to make him quit. The high school relationship was pleasant, kind, something that Mafuyu still cherishes, even if they aren't dating anymore. The relationship ended at their graduation, though it was on pleasant terms, remaining friends.
In present he's began attending the local college on a scholarship he was given in his final year at high school thanks to his performance, once again celebrated at home with his sister and mom with a small cake. Things have gone well for him so far, friends, finals, parties and dates, but with the turn of events beginning to take place in the small village, change could be on its way.
| Other |
- Currently a student at the local university. Studying education, and hopes to teach high school students when he's finished.
| Face Claim |
Langa Hasegawa ; SKā / SK8 the Infinity
