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Yeong-gi Mirren

"Come on, I ain't that bad to be around."

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a character in “Skins: Secrets Out”, originally authored by GrimBones66, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Yeong-gi Mirren
โ€œ์•ˆ๋…• ๋‹น์‹ ์ด ๋‹ค์‹œ ์ธ์‚ฌ ์•Š์„๊ฑฐ์•ผ ์•Œ๊ณ ์žˆ๋Š” ๊ฒฝ์šฐ์—๋งŒ ์ง„์ •์œผ๋กœ ๊ณ ํ†ต์Šค๋Ÿฌ์šด ๊ฒƒ์ž…๋‹ˆ๋‹ค.
Good-bye is only truly painful if you know you'll never say hello again.โ€

Hole in My Heart|| Luke Friend
Loser || BigBang

Dialogue Colour || #D6C2AD
Thought Colour || #403A34
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N A M E
      ์ Š์€ ์Šน๊ธฐ ๋ฏธ๋ Œ
      Yeong-gi Kristopher Mirren
N I C K N A M E ( S )
      Kris {common to friends}| Jung {common to everyone} | Mocha {commonly used by his mother} | Makki = Youngest One {was commonly used by his older brother}
R E L I G I O N
      Atheist
G E N D E R
      Male
A G E
      Eighteen
B I R T H D A Y
      May 29th
B I R T H S I G N
      Gemini
S E X U A L I T Y
      Heterosexual; Bi-Romantic

H O M E T O W N
      Lambeth, London

L A N G U A G E S
      Korean, English, Russian and French

S C H O O L Y E A R
      Twelve

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APPEARANCE
"์ˆ˜ํ–‰ ๋ˆ„๊ตฐ๊ฐ€ ๋‹ค๋ฅธ ์‚ฌ๋žŒ์˜ ๊ฟˆ ์— ๊ฐ‡ํ˜€ ํ•  ์ˆ˜ ์—†์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค .
Don't be trapped in someone else's dreams." - V

We Like 2 Party - BigBang
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H A I R
      Yeong-gi is a guy who pays attention to his appearance therefor his hair is never looking the same for too long. His natural hair is mocha colored hence the nickname he got from his mother. It's soft and caught in the middle between short and medium length. It isn't uncommon for him to sport his natural hair color for half a month before dying it a deep reddish-brown or black only to let it fade back to brown. The craziest color he has dyed his hair before was a deep purple that looked jet black but when he was under any light you could see the purple tint. Makki's hairstyles also vary but not as much as his hair color. He'll usually have his bangs messily swept forward and slightly to the right or left. His other hair styles consist of his bangs divided evenly on each side giving him a more refined and gentlemen look, then the other is just some hair gel which he uses to style it upward. He has some other hairstyles too but all are demonstrated here along with his studying hair style which consists of tying his bangs up.

E Y E S
      A deep dark brown that looks straight black from afar.

H E I G H T & W E I G H T
      5' 10" | 134lbs

O C C U P A T I O N
      Dance Student

E T H N I C I T Y
      English-Korean

O T H E R
      Yeong has his brothers death date tattooed in roman numerals on the left side of his collar bone. He also bares the phrase I have promises to keep and miles to go before I sleep tattooed on his left bicep.
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"๋•Œ๋•Œ๋กœ ๋‚˜๋Š” ๋‹จ์ง€ ๋‹ฅ์ณ ๊ทธ๋“ค์„ ๋ชจ๋‘ ๋งํ•˜๊ณ  ์‹ถ์–ด!
Sometimes I just want to tell them all to shut up!" -Yeong-gi

Drown || Bring Me The Horizon
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xxxโœฆ Mischievous โœง Passionate โœฆ Silly โœง Caring โœฆ Recklessly Brave
โœง Charming โœฆ Impulsive โœง Deep Thinker โœฆ Friendly โœง Hard Worker โœฆ
โ•šโ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•

      Out of the Yeong and his brother he has always been the more care-free and trouble maker of the siblings. Don't get him wrong though, he can be serious when it's needed or when the time comes but he just prefers to be the way he is now. Makki has this immaturity that isn't annoying but is enough to make the boy a fun and silly guy to hang around. The fun and games with him is sometimes what someone needs to let go of their stress. Jung always had a knack for making others laugh and smile, it comes naturally to him and always have. His playful nature perfectly contradicts his brothers which was a more serious tone and his playful misbehavior is something he's known for.

      Now, adults frown upon his mischief and disobedience but his charm and smooth talking usually fixes that right up. You see Yeong is good with talking to adults, he has the manners, etiquette and charm they look for which makes it easier for him to talk his way out of trouble but this only works 50% of the time because half of his teachers aren't bought so easily. There is even one teacher that he doesn't even try it with because he knows they won't buy anything he says. Though Jung may be a seem a bit too fun loving he is indeed a nice and kind guy. Bullies annoy him and he's usually the one stepping up to them or protecting a victim of bullying because he hates when people look down on someone else just because of the way they may look, sound or just be.

      This leads us into his reckless bravery or slight selflessness. You can say Yeong cares more about others and what they feel more than himself or his feelings or he just tries to ignore what he feels half the time. He'll do almost anything to bring a friends feelings up from the dumps when they have had a bad day because he doesn't like seeing anyone sad especially someone close to him. You should see him around children, he turns into the goofiest guy ever, making faces and such to get the children to laugh or even smile. If you let him loose at a dog park you better bet your ass that by the end of the day he has made friends with all the dogs there. For a stranger he'll jump into a fight to help them or stop it, Makki can't help himself though. When he gets that bad feeling in his gut his body just seems to move by itself, he acts on impulse.

      One thing you can't say about Yeong is that he isn't hard working because he is, he's a very passionate person that works hard for what he wants in life. Despite his family giving him anything he wants without asking he hates it. He rather work for what he wants and usually does. Yes things may be fun and games to him but when it comes down to work he's all concentration. To him reality scares him, the world scares him and when his brother was killed that took away some of his shine and laughter. Lately he's been acting like everything is fine on the outside but when night rolls around you'll barely catch him home anymore. He's been wandering the city re-running the memories of that night over and over in his head thinking that he could have done something to save him. He hasn't been able to sleep much since that night because he gets nightmares now and depression is setting in slowly eating away at his bright smile and lively aura that once surrounded him. Behind his happy facade in his mind he worries, for himself, his little sister and everyone around him. He isn't oblivious about the outside world, he knows what's out there, understands how life is and can be but at the same time he doesn't he finds it all foreign to him. Yeong is truly trying his hardest to keep from exploding between his parents divorce, school, his little sister, his brothers death, stress and the constant arguing of his parents day in and day out, he is finding it harder and harder to keep up his smile that he so known for.
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      Kris had always had average GCSE grades with B's and B* being the only letter to be ever seen on his grade sheet except the C in math and A* in Literature, Dance and Astronomy. He want's to go to the university of Roehampton but his biggest dream is to go to Julliard.
F U T U R E P L A N S
      Jung is set on going to University at all costs, he wants to be something in life and enjoy what he does. Though his father may disapprove and his mother worry about her son being far from her, If Kris does get into Julliard then he wants to take his little sister with him, away from all the divorce drama and consistent arguing of his parents.
F E A R S
      Somethings that Kris fear are sharks, the irrational fear of opening an egg and finding a chick instead, staring down the barrel of a gun, sustaining an injury that would end his dancing career, not being able to save a friend and his biggest one, failure. He is terrified of failing at his dreams because to him that's like failing his parents, sister, dead brother.
Q U I R K S
      The list can go on and on with this one, for starters Kris grins, smiles and makes faces a lot. He also rubs the back of his neck when he's thinking, nervous or stressed out. He can't see another person that he cares for cry because he will too. Though his voice isn't bad, he sings anywhere and everywhere he can whether he's in the shower, cleaning or in public. Of course it isn't performing singing, just random letting loose type of singing. Even if he hates the song but knows the lyrics he'll still sing it. Kris does waggles his eyebrows often because his facial features usually follows his emotions. His socks are always colorful or have some kind of cartoon on them, mostly superheros though. Wandering aimlessly around town at night is another one, a new one in fact. Gets car sick sometimes, that's why he prefers riding his bike or skateboard more than hoping in a vehicle. A couple of more are that he can eat and eat and never gain more than a pound or two, usually looks into peoples eyes when talking to them and usually shakes his leg when sitting.

H O B B I E S
      Mixing Spanish dancing with street dancing and choreographing has always been his biggest hobby but he has recently took up parkour as a fun way to stay fit rather than run on a boring treadmill for hours. Kris also likes watching the stars at night, just laying somewhere and watching them. Musicals have been something he watching because he thinks all dance is beautiful though he prefers street dancing but it also helps him come up with new ideas for his own choreographs. Street-ball use to be a big hobby of his since he use to play with his brother all the time but now not so much. Ice skating is one of his more minor ones and it's usually a brother and sister thing he does. Reading and skateboarding are minor hobbies of his.
P A S S I O N S
      Dance and choreographing is his biggest passion ever since he was a child. The others include skateboarding/biking and the stars.
B A D H A B B I T S
      Smoking, keeping his feelings locked up or not knowing how to express them, partying, getting into fights even when he doesn't mean too.

G U I L T Y P L E A S U R E S
      Sneaking away to catch an afternoon classic horror film or musical, dancing and singing to Bob Seger's - old time rock n roll when he's alone and going to a dog park and playing with the dogs.

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      Animals mostly dogs, smoking, dancing, Spanish culture and music, Mountain dew, star-gazing, horror movies, milkshakes and surplees, making others laugh, children, food in general, partying, skateboarding, riding his bike, music, wine coolers, rainy weather, snowball fights, his friends, Marvel, Iorn Man, Michael Jackson, long walks at night, city lights, singing in the shower, puzzles, ice skating, street ball, reading, hot chocolate, bonfires, autumn.
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      Sexism, drama, his parents arguing, his brothers death, Being yelled at, gelatin, waiting for things to happen, not being able to control his emotions, seagulls, wasabi, coke and pepsi, arguing, being depressed, staying still, his father when he's drunk, bullies, hospitals, rules, being alone, milk chocolate, broccoli, laundry.

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Yeong-gi Mirren's Story

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7:06 AM - Wednesday 2nd September - 1 Hour Before College




Arabella didn't move for maybe two hours after she laid down on her bed but she didn't catch up on the sleep she'd been deprived on, she simply listen to a couple of albums and stared at the ceiling, it was a habit of hers, to stare. People thought she was rude and nosey but she was just so curious about everything and so absent minded. She started thinking about people, Jamie, Fee, Celine- her friends but never once did her boyfriend occur to her, maybe it's because subconsciously she knew she was being made a fool. She twisted her phone around in her hand, scrolling through the contacts with miserable eyes full of melancholy as she looked at the dates next to them. She hadn't heard from anyone for two weeks but her best friend, the most treasured person in her life had been absent from her life- completely 'MIA' for months now. What was he playing at? The more Arabella thought about it the more she figured she must have done something wrong because all of her calls went ignored, messages might as well have never been sent and if she walked past his house- it just so happened he wasn't in. She felt awful. There was a pit growing in her stomach like she had something to be guilty for but she didn't have a clue so she pressed the green key on her phone and hoped for the best as she listened to it ring.

"Jamie?" She uttered to the dead phone line. She was praying he'd pick up. She really needed her friend around, she hated being alone because no body else had bothered to call over summer. She'd just been left to manage her job and her own problems alone with the only company of her wretched mother.

"Arabella!" The scream of her name pierced through Bella's head like a shard of glass through skin and Bella found herself whimper slightly with resentment, reluctance and fear. She looked at the phone, even if he'd answered now she couldn't talk. So she cursed loudly chucked her phone aside forgetting to hang up and walked downstairs preparing for the worst. She heard her name ring through the air again and the broken brunette clenched her jaw tightly to restrain her tongue from lashing out and saying something she'd definitely regret.

Her mother stood in the kitchen looking as scruffy and disheveled as a runt border collie. It still broke Bella's heart to see her mother in such a state because she hadn't always been like this- she hadn't always been so still inside and cold. She was hanging over the dish washer like a vulture pointing with a skeletal hand at the flashing light on the machine in horror, shouting like a banshee at it like she thought it'd accomplish something with a little bit more motivation.

"It's broken! You stupid slut you've broken it," She hissed when Bella finally came to stand in the kitchen.

"I'm not a slut Mum. And I didn't break it. I haven't touched it," Bella replied weakly standing as far across the room from her superior as she could,

"You are slut and you did! Don't you dare try and lie to me. Show some respect for your a Mother. You goddamn mistake," Bella didn't look up, she didn't want her only parent to know that the words still hurt and if she looked up it would be written all over her face that she was broken hearted.

"I need to go to college. Then I'll go to the bank and transfer some money so we can book a repair," Bella caved staring at her own feet.

"Yes you bloody will now get out of my kitchen," The screeches continued and Bella was forcefully shoved out of the kitchen and she ran upstairs to grab her bag and her phone then she rushed out of the door and didn't look back. Her heart feeling lead like in her chest as she rubbed her arm which ached from being so angrily grabbed and then she sighed and sparked put her hand in her pocket. She hadn't expected to find a joint in there, she couldn't remember the last time she'd worn these jeans but it must have been a shit night if she had drugs left over. She weighed it up in her head then growled 'fuck it' to herself and sparked it up as she started the 10 minute walk to college with 60 minutes to kill. She exhaled into the cold morning air and sighed kicking up some dirt on the floor sourly, wishing she could bury herself under it and not face the rest of the day.

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Wednesday 2nd September - 7:27 AM โ€“ Booth Lane โ€“ Outfit

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โ€ป Listening To: Alive - Pearl Jam
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Arabella is the most eagled eyed girl you'd ever meet and with Jamie being the one on her mind how could she miss him? Everything about him was so familiar, his facial expressions, the way he walked and always tried to keep his head down. Bella recognised these things and they were the things she knew and associated with Jamie- heavy music, fretting and always hiding behind earphones, she liked those things about him because they were part of him and he was her best friend. She adored him, had since they met as kids and there would always be reassurance in just seeing him around but at the same time, she was still Bella and there was a churning anger in the pit of her stomach that made her question how the hell he could ignore and avoid her for a whole summer. A whole freakin' summer.

She folded her arms across her chest like a bitter faced child, a habit she'd had since she could walk really. The slightest aggravation and the arms would cross or she'd ball her hands into fists at her side like she'd lash out but only 3/10 would she actually ever do anything and she'd clamp her jaw tight, accidentally grinding her teeth because that's how Bella coped with frustration and upset and walking Jamie walk straight past her like she wasn't even there hit home and all of these little side effects, the physical displays of Bella's passive aggression lit up in her body language almost instantly like a fire work and she cursed.

She started walking over, she was only an arm's reach away from him- close enough to bark and get his attention but she suddenly stopped and she became almost lost in the swarm of the student body as they brushed past her in the opposite way. She just couldn't believe, Jamie wouldn't even acknowledge her- even if he was angry, couldn't he of scowled or gave her a little shoulder barge on the way...just anything. She just wanted to know. She wanted to know where she stood with him, what she'd done to mess things up because from where she was standing, he was pissed off at her and she must have done something to bother him but in all the time she'd known Jamie they'd never fell out- not properly, maybe once or twice over petty things but nothing serious. Nothing that condoned over a month of absence from each other's lives.

She could still see him and the quick witted side of her had a thought.

How was he reacting when she called?

Last year, she'd always call in the mornings to fore warn about dramas or to give him a heads up on where to meet. It'd be normal, casual- she figured he wouldn't pick up but he also wouldn't think anything of it either. It was plausible.

So she found her phone and she cowered by her locker once she reached it and hit dial, watching Jamie from across the hall to see what he did. Would he glare and scowl at the phone? Because then he'd be pissed. Would he look at her name and just ignore it? Because that'd mean he was over her- beyond wanting anything to do with her or caring either way, negatively or positively or what? The possibilities were endless and Bella was just so desperate for even the tiniest pinch of closure. She'd asked her friends, if he'd said anything- she'd been subtle of course, just dropping up make believe stories to cover her tracks so no body had to know anything was wrong.

So Bella stared.

She slipped back into the habit of staring and turned her gaze to the phone and then Jamie and then her phone, in what felt like a painfully infinite moment but once it passed, she flipped around and pre-occupied herself organising her locker with things to help her get through the year, a secret bottle of booze, spare cigarette packets and a couple of text books for her classes- nothing else struck her as important.

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Wednesday 2nd September - 7:27 AM โ€“ Booth Lane โ€“ Outfit

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โ€ป Listening To: Alive - Pearl Jam
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She shouldn't have been surprised when he didn't answer but regardless she was gutted and finally decided to give up. She couldn't see his expression, not his facial expression but she could see in his body language he wasn't as happy as he'd been at the end of the school year. The last time she'd hung out with him was probably one of the band practices and nothing since. She sighed heavily and was just in the process off putting her phone away when she found a hand on her hip pulling her into something hard and warm. She was forced flush against a chest that was rising with the rhythm of a familiar chuckle and Arabella laughed softly and turned around to see him. She turned her eyes up to meet her boyfriend's and she grinned softly at him. Although he was a distant boyfriend he'd been significantly more present in her life than Jamie and something encouraged her to think that had to mean something and at the end of the day Bella loved him- so, so what if he didn't remember to call?

"Hey stranger," Her words were intended as a subtle dig at his neglecting personality and her suspicions but he was too arrogant and oblivious to catch on- that's why she bothered saying it, she knew it'd go straight over his head. He didn't even say anything to her, he kissed her for a lingering moment then pulled her to his side and started walking down the hall with a cocky aura radiating off of him. Bella looked incredibly small next to him and Bella wasn't one to shrink to anyone other than her mother but the way she was held in such a tight bound to her boyfriend's waist made her look like a stylish new clutch purse in the hands of a skeletal glamour model. She was reduced and compressed into a shadow- she was his dusty trophy but unlike a trophy she didn't always shine.

"Who were you on the phone to Bells?" He asked in a misleading charismatic tone. She quietly explained she'd been trying to get hold of people to make plans, leaving Jamie's name out of the matter as to avoid questions and she smiled lightly at him but it was small and slightly hollow in it's appearance.

"Hey, come meet Fee and Celine with me, I could use a hand finding them and I want to catch up- I feel like I've barely seen you this week," She asked softly looking up at him hiding her hopefulness but his reaction she had seen coming. The venomous chuckle with a patronising smirk on the side. She sighed to herself and bit her lip as she listened to him ramble about how important it was for him to go meet the 'lads' and she scowled a little at the floor, turning her head so he wouldn't see. "Okay fine, I'll go find them myself then," She sighed, shrugging his arm off of her waist and walking back the way she'd came towards the music building- suspecting she'd at least find Celine around there somewhere if not Fee on route. As she stalked off, he didn't even watch her go, didn't even look bothered but it was crystal on Bella's face she was trying to pretend she wasn't phased by it.

She sighed and pulled out her phone and dialled Celine, desperate to find someone who might actually talk to her properly.

"Hey Celine?"

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โ€ป Mood: Bitter - Agitated - Saddened
โ€ป Listening To: Holding On To You - Twenty ร˜ne Pilรธts
โ€ป With: Her Boyfriend
โ€ป Dialogue Colour: #BD3C3C
Bella sighed, how typical for no one to answer. She pursed her lips and gave up on finding anyone, she turned back the way she came past her boyfriend, past the lockers and her class and made her way to music. She wasn't talented in the level that Celine or Jamie were but she could carry a note and hell she could play piano and violin. She hadn't brought her violin in today but there was always school ones laying around in the music room. She didn't lock up behind her and she contently flowed into the empty audiotorium She thought about it for a long time and then sat down at the piano and ran her fingers over the keys delicately for a moment before she slowly began to play. She pretended not to hear the school bell ring for classes and she gently played a piano cover of a synth-pop song she's always secretly adored, not that she would admit- Jamie and Celine would take the piss I bad but she played it well and she even knew the lyrics to rap along as she played.

Bella tried not think too much whilst she was playing because she was still gutted about Jamie ignoring her calls because from what she could see he was in a perfectly fine situation to talk and her boyfriend was an arrogant prick- she couldn't think about it. She just wanted to enjoy not being at home even if that was easier said than done.

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Wednesday 2nd September - 5:18 PM โ€“ Jamie's House โ€“ Outfit

โ€ป Mood: Concerned - Quiet - Envious
โ€ป Listening To: Car Radio - Twenty One Pilots
โ€ป With: Jamie
She looked surprised and quickly looked up elated when he suggested going at the weekend.

"Really?" She asked grinning a little. If she was honest, she'd admit to being surprised he could even remember. She thought she was the only person who cared about those kind of things- like it skipped everybody else's mind. Bella was an incredibly reflective and thoughtful person, so memories like that weren't constantly resurfaced and reconsidered often with more affection and fondness than she cared to admit. Her entire brain was like a memory bank but she had a way of forgetting all the band ones- she didn't let them possess any part of her if she could help it.

"Do you seriously wanna go? I thought you'd think it was stupid," She admitted softly running her finger tips through her hair, her every movement laced with that dancer's grace that captured every single gesture she ever made. She hadn't been dance yet this week, she planned on going tomorrow and she was excited to think about it but she was far more excited to consider another go at their old school camp out trips.

She looked at him grinning gently. She knew she'd struggle to get approval from her mother, so she figured she wouldn't tell her and just go anyway- disappear, she was good at that. She'd just leave and bite the bullet when she got home because it'd be totally worth it just to get a taste of all the thrill and fun they used to have when they were young.

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