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Akiharu Satou

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a character in “Why I Love You...”, as played by YoungJae

Description

Akiharu Satou

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Gender
Male

Age
20

Birthday
February 12, 1992

Sexual Perference
Gay

Love Interest
TBA



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Personality
Akiharu is happy and bubbly almost all the time. He always gets down and depressed when Christmas and Valentine's Day comes around as he sees all of the happy couples walking around. He never really likes to show that he's depressed or sad to others so he puts on a fake smile and a brave face when he goes outside during those times. He doesn't like people who bully others and will stand up for the victims even if he doesn't know them or may get hurt in the process. He likes to try to find the good in everyone, but can't always see it. When he can't take life anymore, he cuts. He's never wanted to actually kill himself - well except for that one Valentine's Day when his boyfriend of three years dumped him - but he hasn't cut that much since then, only when he can't keep his brave face on any longer. He is known to hold grudges over things for a while, sometimes over really stupid things, but after a while he'll give up and forgive the person or ask them to forgive him if he did something to them.

Appearance
Akiharu is short compared to other males his age. He is five foot eight inches tall and weighs one hundred and thirteen pounds. His hair is cut so that the longest parts of his hair reach the bottom of his chin. It isn't cut all at one length but rather as random intervals so that when he styles his hair, the parts that he uses will stick up at random lengths. He doesn't style it to stick straight up but rather at odd angles. His hair is dyed to a dark caramel blonde. His face is rather feminine in looks and his eyes are a brown that resembles the color of an oak tree's trunk. He isn't usually seen without something in his hair, whether it be a headband, brightly colored bobby pins, or a little hat of some sort.
His clothing style could be considered as unusual but he wears what he wants to wear. He usually dresses in a little more feminine style of clothing and in brighter colors. He wears shirts with ruffles around the collar, jackets with fur around the hoods, skin-tight skinny jeans, and usually has something pink in his ensemble. He'll always wear something to cover his forearms, whether it be arm warmers or a jacket or shirt with long-sleeves. His forearms are covered with scars from previous cutting sessions and he finds them to be ugly, hence the covering of them. His lip is pierced both in the middle and on the left side. He usually only has one piercing in at a time.


Nationality
Japanese

Favorite memory Your Relationships
My second boyfriend and I went on a picnic at the local park and watched the sunset. It was a nice autumn day and the leaves of the trees were the most beautiful shades of reds and yellows, with a few oranges in them. He had made some Udon noodles and Sushi, along with some of his own favorite dishes and he bought me a single white rose that had a few specks of pink in it and we stayed out until about one o'clock in the morning to star gaze and just be with each other. I swear it was perfect.

Worst Memory of Your Relationships
It was Valentine's Day and what I expected to be a wonderful day as I had an amazing boyfriend and everything seemed to be going great, turned out to be the worst day. My boyfriend of three years decided that it would be the best day to dump me, saying that he didn't love me anymore and that he didn't think that he really ever did. He left me for some skinny b*tch - pardon my french - that had money and everything else she could ever want in the palm of her hand.

Likes
Reading romantic stories, taking walks, keeping a smile on my face, not worrying others, horses, cats, bright colors, and being happy.

Dislikes
Valentine's Day, worrying others, being sad, being alone, dark colors, cutting - but I do it anyways -, smokers, and rude people.

Theme Song
Who Will be Our Superhero by Chester See

Bio
Akiharu grew up in Japan, living there until he was nineteen. Growing up, he learned how to speak Korean, Chinese, English and French. He is fluent in Korean, Chinese and English and is almost fluent in French. He then moved to America to attend college to get a degree in fashion design. He had a relatively nice upbringing, but it wasn't the best. He got most of what he wanted while growing up until he was thirteen and his mother lost her job. He would love to say that he hated to leave his family behind in Japan, but he can't. They didn't treat him like family after he came out to them when he was fourteen years old. They almost kicked him out of their house, but decided not to. He sought to gain their acceptance but wasn't able to while he was still there, he just recently gained their acceptance three weeks ago. It rather sucked because he had no moral support at all when his second boyfriend dumped him after three years, saying that he didn't love him and probably never really did.
In middle school and high school, he was bullied by the other students because of his feminine looks, his high grades - he was always the top of his class since he didn't have friends that he hung out with a lot and would really just study all the time - and the fact that he wasn't strong enough to fight back. He switched schools three times because the bullying got so bad that he was almost sent to the hospital twice. After his second year of high school he started learning Jujitsu to learn how to protect himself and others who were being bullied. He is now a black belt and won't give it a second thought and stand up for anyone who is being bullied, no matter what the age or situation. The bullying is what started his cutting habit and the only time that he seriously wanted to kill himself was when his second boyfriend broke up with him. His first boyfriend, Keiji, only lasted three weeks and they broke up because he was moving to a different country and they knew that those relationships were the hardest to keep going and they were twelve years old at the time.
He had met Hiroki when he was sixteen years old and Hiroki was seventeen at the time. He had all of his firsts with Hiroki, as Keiji and him hadn't done anything past holding hands and hugging when they were together. He had his first kiss, his first sneak out date, etc. with him. He truly thought that Hiroki and him were going to last for the rest of their lives, but after three years, Hiroki broke up with him on Valentine's day, causing him to forever hate it. After his suicide attempt at eighteen years old, he was sent to a mental hospital for three months. After he was released, he caught up in school and graduated, leaving Japan for New York City to attend college.





Going Into The Your Love Life


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What Do You Like A Person?
They have to be nice and not demanding about everything. I don't like the overly protective, over-jealous people. Someone who does what they want even if they are looked down on because of it and don't care about what people think of them, would be amazing. Basically someone who isn't afraid to be themselves and won't make me feel like I have to change who I am to be with them.

Do You Believe In Love?
I think that its out there, but I guess it hasn't found me yet.

Theme Song For Your Luck In Romance
Invisible by Chester See

So begins...

Akiharu Satou's Story

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Akiharu rubbed his temples with his right hand as he held the company's phone to his ear, listening to the angry customer yell and scream at him over an unsatisfactory product. "Ma'am, ma'am, please calm down. I can't help you properly if you won't let me help you," he said calmly, trying to get the customer to calm down. Akiharu smiled victoriously as she calmed down, but prepared himself for another onslaught of curses and screams. "Now, ma'am, is the product plugged in?" he asked calmly. "Well of course its plugged in! I'm not an idi-" the customer exclaimed before pausing and mumbling a thank you before hanging up. Akiharu sighed and stood up from his chair after placing the phone back on the hook. He walked to the clock in/out station and clocked himself out before grabbing his jacket and bag before leaving his work.

He slipped on his jacket as he walked down the street quickly, hurrying to the subway station quickly so that he wouldn't miss the train back to his house. He smiled softly as he stepped onto the train and found a spot to sit. He looked around the train quietly, his eyes landing on a happy couple that was laughing and giggling with each other. He wanted to look away but couldn't for a few minutes, when he pulled his gaze away and looked down at his lap silently. The train pulled to a stop and Akiharu stood up, quickly making his way off the train and out of the station before practically running to his small apartment. He walked into his apartment and dropped his bag and coat on the couch as he passed before collapsing onto his bed after changing into his pajamas. He stared at the ceiling for a few minutes before letting his gaze fall to his bedside table on which a letter lay.

He blinked and sat up slowly, reaching over and grabbing the letter. He stared at it for a couple of seconds before carefully opening the letter, letting out a small scream as a woman appeared. He covered his mouth as he listened to her. Frowning slightly, he took the contract and debated about whether to sign it or not. He wanted to find his soulmate and true love, but what if he couldn't find him in time? He didn't want to live his life alone. He bit his lip and decided to risk having to live alone for the rest of his life and signed the contract. Once the woman had disappeared, he laid back and fell asleep.

Waking up, he sat up and rubbed his eyes before looking around the room quietly. His eyes widened as he realized it wasn't his apartment. He slowly stood from the bed, his hair sticking up in every which way from his sleep, and slowly walked to the door to look around and find out where he was. He pulled at the sleeves of his baggy long-sleeved shirt to hide his old scars from cutting before walking out of his room. He looked around the house in awe as he walked down the hallways, having heard some voices and decided to walk towards them. He stopped outside of a door on which the voices were on the other side, and peeked his head around the corner. Akiharu frowned lightly when he saw two females and a male standing in the room. "Where are the others? Still asleep?" he mumbled quietly to himself before he walked into the room quietly, not wanting to disturb the conversation too much.

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Come on baby! We're going to be late!" said a whinning girl from the living room of Aim's Korean apartment. Yea, babe. Hold on, let me check my mail real quick and besides the club will be there when i'm done." He rolled his eyes as he checked the mail that he layed in the king size bed which was half made from the pervious night the he spent with the love of his love.... of the week, Hana. Aim saw a letter in what he guessed was.... English? Maybe, which he couldn't read to save his life. Sure, Aim could understand it and speak it but couldn't read or write it what so ever. So, Aimee rolled his eyes and ripped in up before throwing it in the trash can next to his dresser. Then shrugged.He looked in the mirror to see that her bandages flattening her.... upperbody, weren't able to be seen. He then winked at himself before walking into the living room and wrapping his arms around Hana. Who seemed to look a bit pissed off for having to wait. Aim smirked before tilting her head, kissing her. I'm sorry, Hannie. Come on, you know you can't stay mad at me." She raised her lip only to see Hana roll her eyes and smile.

[i]"Just come on. Let's go, Aimee."
Hana gabed her boyfriend's hand and intertwined their fingers. Aim opened the white door leading to the hallway before closing it after the pair exited. As they walked to Hana's car, Aim got in the passengers seat before putting the music overly loud, just to mess with Hana knowign that she liked her music soft and quiet just like herself. But, Aimee was the guy in the relationship and Hana just wanted to make him happy before herself. Which of course made him feel bad about the thought of him breaking up with her after the night was over. Hana drove them to a club that they went to a lot. the place where they met and how they frist hooked up before getting together. Aimee watched as Hana gave the keys to a valet before telling Aimee to get out. He undid his seatbelt and got out of the car before shutting the door and heading inside with his girl by his side.

When they entered, the music was blasting. Just as Aim liked it, but looking at Hana she was irratated. Aimee nugded her before pulling on to the dancefloor, pulling her close to her and wrapping her arms around her waist. He could tell people were looking at the pair, wondering if Aimee was a male or a female. And honestly, they could suck it. He didn't care, if he wanted to have one of his guy days then he was going to be a guy. Weather people approved of it or not, Aimee didn't care.

After a couple of hours of grinding and dance with Hana. He was sick of people looking at him with disgust like he was a kind of freak. But, hey whatever. He didn't have to explain his life to people he didn't even fucking know. Hana looked at her boy and kissed him lightly. "Don't worry about it, babe. They don't understand and they never will." Aimee smiled a small smile and lightly kissed her again. They then walked to valet who gave Hana her keys and drove the two to Aimee's apartment. When they got to her door, he just looked at Hana and sighed. Knowing he couldn't do it, not to her she seemed so sweet and like she would never-- "Baby, I have to tell you something." Aimee raised an eyebrow and nodded. "Ok, go head? What is it?" What she told her next, pissed her off so much. Hana had told her how she cheated on him with another guy. A guy who was actually born a guy just days before. Aimee bit his lip before scoffing. "Aimee, I am so sorry. But, I want to have children and I want to be able to give birth to them. An-and to get married and let my parents approve of the person I marry." Aimee stopped her right there before he raised his voice. "And just when were you going to tell me I was just a little experience to you?! Huh, when I was going to tell you I loved you. If that's what you were looking for than good luck with that. Because I cheated on you too."

And then, Hana had the nerve to try and slap Aimee. If he did not move out of the way. "You must be forgetting I am a girl and if you put your hand on my face. I will hurt you back." That was a lie, Aimee would never be able to hit anyone. He couldn't do it, not to a girl he thought he actually cared for. Hana just stomped away, trying to seem strong. Which they both knew, she wasn't. Aimee slapped the door before walking to his bedroom. He took off his bandages and took a deep breath,being able to breath easily. Aimee sighed before grabbed a sports bra and his favorite pajamas. A muscle shirt with the arm holes cut very far down and a pair of plaid pajama pants.

Looking a the bed, he saw a envilope he could have swore he ripped up and put it in the trash. But, when he looked into the trash, it wasn't there. "Oh fuck it." Opening the letter and seeing the woman speak. Only one thing went through Aimee's dirty little mind was: Please be lesbian! But, seeing that the woman wanted her signature. She sighed. Damn, not my night. Huh? She signed her name in Thai, which was the easiest for her until the woman disappeared. Aimee rolled his eyes before crawling into the huge bed, alone. Nice.

When Aimee woke up in the morning, he yawned and looked around knowing it wasn't his room. What the?! He looked around and looked at the beautiful view that was laying out of the window. Getting out of bed he raised an eyebrow heaing a few other people. Two guys, boring and two girls, thank God. He smirked before heading into the closet and seeing so many clothes, all his size. Aimee decided that in order not to freak the others out, to dress like a girl and to go as a girl today. As in she, her, and Aimee. She grabbed an outfit out and walked outside her room to see the others. And as she looked around she looked at a guy who seemed to be alittle shy and well, he was Asian so of course she went to his before the others who seemed to be talking English. She looked at Akiharu as he spoke softly. "Where are the others? Still asleep?" She shurgged before looking at him. "That would be my guess.' She said softly not wanting the others to look over at the two who did seem a bit.... different than they did.

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The night was young, as they say. It was about two when he pulled into his driveway, actually. He yawned and stretched as he got out of his silver jag convertible. He'd been driving for about an hour, coming back from a band gig he had. They mostly played at bars, and they didn't have some big dream of being something someday, they just liked to play. The band itself consisted of four. They had John, the lead guitarist, one of Nick's best friends, Dan, the bassist, and Cliff the drummer. They all had met in high school, and often met up to perform somewhere. Nick played the piano, and was the lead singer. Truthfully he'd never found himself to be a very good singer, but everyone else seemed to enjoy his words and his voice, whether it was extremely amazing or not.

He strolled up to his apartment building's entrance, his hands in his pockets, humming one of his songs. He owned a studio apartment that he'd bought just after college. It had a lovely view despite the smallness of it that might've bothered others, he personally loved it. It was a gorgeous layout, beautifully furnished, and his parents did help him out a bit with the costs. It was pretty modern, the living area connected with the kitchen, and a office loft area above the kitchen. There was a bedroom leading off the living area, and a bathroom in the bedroom and one off the kitchen. The apartment was where he spent a good amount of his time.

He unlocked the door to it, the lights were all off, but the moon shined brightly into the place. He walked to his kitchen, throw his keys on the counter and opening up the fridge. Unsatisfied at what he found, he took out a beer and opened it by using the side of the counter. He took a gulp and walked to his bedroom. There he looked around, it was mostly neat, only a few stray objects. He finished his beer after a few moments of just standing around, realizing his tiredness. He rubbed the back of his neck, and pulled off his shirt, throwing it towards the closet. He collapsed into his bed, which wasn't made, but still very fluffy and comfortable. He was asleep in seconds, but he had an odd dream..

A beautiful woman in a red dress came to him, telling him of how he'd find his true love, soulmate, whatever. She told him that he would find her, and they'd be happy forever and what not. But, if he didn't decide she was the one, he'd live forever alone. He was shocked, and amused, and not thinking it was anything more than a dream. He eagerly signed it, and drifted back to slumber.

It was the next morning when he woke up from being too warm when he realized he wasn't in his bed. Usually his covers were strew and about and off of him, because they were fairly light and he often tossed and turned in his sleep. The covers on him were heavier, and the room itself was different. He sat up, rubbing his eyes, not quite believing what he was seeing. The room was nice, but not his own.

Sliding out of bed, his head throbbed, aching a bit. He kept remembering the woman and the contract. Had it been real? Maybe he was still dreaming? He walked over to what looked to be a dresser, and opened a drawer. It was filled with his clothes to his surprise, and he found something to wear. A light colored V-neck and tan jeans. He looked in the mirror, fixed his hair a bit, and walked out of the room. Looking into a hall, he found that seven people already stood outside another door. He wondered if they knew anymore about what was going on than he did.

Casually he walked over, standing next to a long blonde haired girl. She stood with a brunette girl, and a man. "Hey." He said to them, with a smirk.

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Anya looked around for awhile before seeing a girl walk into the room. Correction, a girl with lightly whitish hair to her. Which meant she was blonde. Great. Just what Anya needed to ruin her mood, a blonde girl who probably couldn't do shit for herself. Anya sighed and cracked her neck so it didn't look like she as rolling her eyes, which she was. "Why? Why a blonde!?" She thought in her head. She never knew why she didn't like blondes, maybe it's because every blond girl she met was a bitch and had a guy do everything for her. Ever heard of taking care of yourself? Either way, she was going to give this girl a chance no matter what she was wearing. No matter how.... revealing it was to her compared to her own pajamas.

"Um do you know what the hell is going on?" Wow, obviously intelligent. Anya was trying to say it but it just came out, "If I knew what was going on would I be asking if anyone else was here?" She said kind of in a dumb girly voice before raising her eyebrow. She didn't mean to seem rude, but this girl just irratated her even if she didn't know her what so ever. God, she was hoping someone would hurry up and come down before this girl made her really become a bitch. "Why your in paradise of course. Though more I think about it, the more I think this whole thing is weird" Anya smirked at the guy as he met them down the stairs. What could she say? He was a cutie.


And when he smiled, it sealed the deal for her. He was a photographer and he was charming. "Anyways, other than being in a strange new place and wondering where we are and maybe feeling lost, how are you both? and would you mind having your photo done, before everyone else joins us", She raised an eyebrow before seeing him smiling. She smiled and exhaled. She hated taking pictures and she wasn't going to take pictures with a Barbie she didn't even know. "I am not very big on photographs. I am sorry." She said with a small smile on her face before shrugging and looking around seeing someone else join the group. She waved not hearing what he said before going back to the man with the camera and the Barbie next to her. But, the second she did another blonde gi-- That was a girl right? Yea, yea it was a girl, joined the quiet one who seemed to be kind of to himself.




She wasn't going to lie when she frist looked at the short haired blonde girl, she thought she was a man. Then she started to wonder if the others were sleeping or if maybe they didn't want to come down to meet their housemates. Until she saw one last man walk into the room and offer a quick, "Hey." To the group. She looked at him and wasn't going to fib. He was good looking, but not her type. He seemed the the Ken doll for the Barbie girl. She crossed her arms before looking at everyone. Wondering where did the woman in red find these people. Hello. She cleared her throat, trying to think of the words she wanted to say in English since she always thought and spoke in Spanish. "My name is Anya. Anya Di Francescantonio. Nice to meet you all." Ok, maybe almost everyone. But, she wans't going to start anything with the long haired blonde girl just so she could probably play the freaking victim. She looked at everyone and offered them a smile.

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Akiharu blinked as he noticed one of the girls wave to him. He lifted a hand slightly and waved before jumping slightly at the sound of someone answering his mumbled question. He looked over at her and smiled softly. "H-hello," he said softly. He wasn't normally shy but it was a bit intimidating to think that out of all of these people, one of them was his soul mate. He looked back towards the group and felt his cheeks heat up as a male with a pretty bad case of bedhead walked in. He smiled and quickly looked down to hide his blush as the male said hello. He noticed that he seemed to have a hard time with English and found it pretty cute.

He stepped forward a couple of steps and bowed slightly. "Hello, I'm Akiharu Satou. You may call me Aki or Haru if you don't want to use my full name," he said in English before smiling slightly at the cute male. "Annyeonghaseyo, Akiharu imnida," he said in Korean with another bow, having caught the details that pointed out that he was Korean specifically. He felt his cheeks redden once again and fought the urge to hide it. He was slightly nervous around all of these people, and bit his lip lightly to keep himself from running out of the room.

He was nervous that he might not be able to find and confess to his soul mate before the time is up. He didn't want to be alone for the rest of his life, so he truely hoped that he would be able to find him.......at least he was pretty sure it was a him. What if it was a she? What would he do then? He never really found himself attracted to girls, so he could spend all his time thinking that it was a he when it was really a she and he could end up being alone. His gaze dropped to the floor as he had his small mental breakdown of the fact that he was probably never going to meet his soul mate, okay well he's probably met them, but he probably wouldn't confess because he would be so unsure about whether or not he was confessing to the right person.

He certainly hoped that it was the cute, bed-headed male though.