Boreas

Paramount

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Name Change Request

yo, will you change my name to Boreas , por favor?

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Marcel Astor

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███████████████████████████████████████████ 【𝖠 𝖯 𝖯 𝖤 𝖠 𝖱 𝖠 𝖭 𝖢 𝖤】 At 6'3", Marcel is the perfect height for a goalie and tightened, his training regime thus far has been focused on endurance muscles and keeps him on the leaner side though he is definitely in peak performance shape. Marcel is well manicured, he opts for a facial hair free face, shaped eyebrows and puts time into a skin care routine that maintains his smooth and hydrated complexion. He's got perfect pearly whites from top notch dental care and good habits, and has luckily found a barber in San Francisco that keep his hair nice. Marcel opts for a more casual style, he wears a lot of jeans, graphic tees, and bombers, and each clothing item seems to fit him just right. He accessorizes with rings, necklaces, and hats. ███████████████████████████████████████████ 【𝖱 𝖤 𝖯 𝖴 𝖳 𝖠 𝖳 𝖨 𝖮 𝖭】 Marcel has been a star since his first game at MHS, and he's let it get to his head quite a bit. Marcel is boisterous, sometimes the loudest in the room, and with the confidence that could easily be considered arrogance. He's a lad's lad, a go-getter, and calls it how he sees it, regardless of the trouble that could come as a consequence. Marcel's life motto might as well be "it's better to ask for forgiveness than permission," and he's got a lot of forgiveness to ask for.

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███████████████████████████████████████████ 【𝖧 𝖨 𝖲 𝖳 𝖮 𝖱 𝖸】 𝐄𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 Marcel was not born an Astor, in fact he was born to a single teen mother in the heart of London that wanted a better life for the beautiful baby boy than what she could offer him. Bianca Astor, an esteemed Italian artist, had just settled on expanding her family and when she first held Marcel in her arms she was enamored. The too loud, too busy Astor family was alive with congratulations and welcomed Marcel in as one of their own his first night in Sicily, and from that day on it was written in the stars. Marcel spent his early years watching his mother paint and sculpt around the bright two-bedroom apartment they shared in Florence, Italy. He attended her galleries and shows in his three-piece suit and bowtie and flashed his charming smile at all the affluent guests and buyers that came and went. It was an idyllic life, having a successful artist for a mother who encouraged and inspired him to explore his passions in whatever form they'd appear or to what ends of the world they'd carry him. "Mangia bene, ridi spesso, ama molto." 𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐲-𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 Marcel's whims had him in and out of private classes and clubs during his elementary years; from violin to contemporary dancing, he tried everything he could think of and dropped them all just as quickly. His older family members would always tease him, telling him the one thing he was good at was flirting with all the girls in his grade and his teachers, and thus the nickname 'Galletto' back a running joke. In fifth grade, he found an interest in football after playing it with his aunts and uncles during a summer family gathering at the family's estate in Sicily. The following school year, he transferred to a larger school in Rome, joined the football club, and never looked back. In middle school, Marcel studied in London for Years 7 & 8, something about his aunt thinking his English was lacking and convinced his mom to let him stretch his legs a little more, see that there was a world outside of Italy. His first year in London was a blast, his outgoing disposition and natural charm got him in with a tight group of boys, and his football talents rocketed him up the social ladder. At the end of his second year, he got into a mostly harmless fight, but the insults thrown at him by the other boy lingered in his head until he built up the courage to ask his mom if he was, in fact, "adopted and unwanted." Bianca had never cried in front of her son, but at that question, and seeing the tears that brimmed those eyes that had brought her such happiness, she broke down. It was a good cry for them both, Bianca assured Marcel that he was loved, and brilliant and his biological mom loved him soo much that she gave him to a mom that would love him just as much and give him the life he deserved. "il mio Tesorino." 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 Marcel went back to Florence after his two years in London and expressed a want to experience America as his aunt and uncles had as teenagers. At first, Bianca was against it; with all the wild stories she heard about Alessio, Yessi, and Aurelio wreaking havoc and getting caught up in trouble, she didn't want that for Marcel. But eventually, as he was getting closer and closer to missing his chance, he finally appealed to his mother, asking her to trust him to make good choices and not jeopardize his dreams of making it into a professional soccer club. So Marcel arrived at MHS as a Junior and spent a hell of a year exploring San Francisco and landing it on the starting line-up of both Football teams, and getting a tight group of best friends and a cute little boo to call his own. Now, if only the consequences of his wild summer don't catch up to him, he'll be smooth sailing to graduation. ███████████████████████████████████████████ 【B E H I N D T H E M A S K】 Behind the bravado and arrogance is a young man afraid of failing. What Marcel desires the most is to make his mom and grandparents proud; he wants to affirm their decisions and not waste the sacrifices they've made for him. Part of this fear stems from an insecurity that his mom might regret choosing him if he doesn't amount to something grand or meaningful like her brothers and cousins have. Despite knowing this fear is irrational, as his mother has never been anything but an angel in his life, it does motivate, albeit sometimes to an unhealthy degree, where he's the last off the field, the last out of the weight room, and so on. Marcel also deeply appreciates his friends, and because all he's known is a chosen family, he makes sure to show up for his friends when no one else will. Outwardly he can be an asshole and often makes light of situations, but there's an intensity in his gaze and security in his presence when he's standing up for his friends or offering a shoulder to lean on. As a lover, he is very passionate, suave, and always says the right things (Some might call that manipulation, and others might call it charming.) Marcel falls "in love" quickly and has experienced falling out of love at the same pace. While you hold his heart and attention, he's doting, expressive, and exciting.

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███████████████████████████████████████████ 【E X T R A S】 ♂ FC: Désiré Quadjo Mia DC: FFD700 ♂ Ripped up an envelope with his biological mother's information given to him by his mom out of disinterest to ever meet the woman, claiming "if it happens, it's fate." and hasn't regretted that choice yet. ♂ Loves the ocean. ♂ Enjoys sketching at the end of the day and has filled journals from the past three years by doing it every day. ♂ Really enjoys cooking; it was something he learned from his mom when he was little. ♂ Listens to Humble -Kendrick Lamar while eating Caprese before his big games. And hasn't lost an important game since doing this.

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Marcel Astor

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███████████████████████████████████████████ 【𝖠 𝖯 𝖯 𝖤 𝖠 𝖱 𝖠 𝖭 𝖢 𝖤】 At 6'3", Marcel is the perfect height for a goalie and tightened, his training regime thus far has been focused on endurance muscles and keeps him on the leaner side though he is definitely in peak performance shape. Marcel is well manicured, he opts for a facial hair free face, shaped eyebrows and puts time into a skin care routine that maintains his smooth and hydrated complexion. He's got perfect pearly whites from top notch dental care and good habits, and has luckily found a barber in San Francisco that keep his hair nice. Marcel opts for a more casual style, he wears a lot of jeans, graphic tees, and bombers, and each clothing item seems to fit him just right. He accessorizes with rings, necklaces, and hats. ███████████████████████████████████████████ 【𝖱 𝖤 𝖯 𝖴 𝖳 𝖠 𝖳 𝖨 𝖮 𝖭】 Marcel has been a star since his first game at MHS, and he's let it get to his head quite a bit. Marcel is boisterous, sometimes the loudest in the room, and with the confidence that could easily be considered arrogance. He's a lad's lad, a go-getter, and calls it how he sees it, regardless of the trouble that could come as a consequence. Marcel's life motto might as well be "it's better to ask for forgiveness than permission," and he's got a lot of forgiveness to ask for.

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███████████████████████████████████████████ 【𝖧 𝖨 𝖲 𝖳 𝖮 𝖱 𝖸】 𝐄𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 Marcel was not born an Astor, in fact he was born to a single teen mother in the heart of London that wanted a better life for the beautiful baby boy than what she could offer him. Bianca Astor, an esteemed Italian artist, had just settled on expanding her family and when she first held Marcel in her arms she was enamored. The too loud, too busy Astor family was alive with congratulations and welcomed Marcel in as one of their own his first night in Sicily, and from that day on it was written in the stars. Marcel spent his early years watching his mother paint and sculpt around the bright two-bedroom apartment they shared in Florence, Italy. He attended her galleries and shows in his three-piece suit and bowtie and flashed his charming smile at all the affluent guests and buyers that came and went. It was an idyllic life, having a successful artist for a mother who encouraged and inspired him to explore his passions in whatever form they'd appear or to what ends of the world they'd carry him. "Mangia bene, ridi spesso, ama molto." 𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐲-𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 Marcel's whims had him in and out of private classes and clubs during his elementary years; from violin to contemporary dancing, he tried everything he could think of and dropped them all just as quickly. His older family members would always tease him, telling him the one thing he was good at was flirting with all the girls in his grade and his teachers, and thus the nickname 'Galletto' back a running joke. In fifth grade, he found an interest in football after playing it with his aunts and uncles during a summer family gathering at the family's estate in Sicily. The following school year, he transferred to a larger school in Rome, joined the football club, and never looked back. In middle school, Marcel studied in London for Years 7 & 8, something about his aunt thinking his English was lacking and convinced his mom to let him stretch his legs a little more, see that there was a world outside of Italy. His first year in London was a blast, his outgoing disposition and natural charm got him in with a tight group of boys, and his football talents rocketed him up the social ladder. At the end of his second year, he got into a mostly harmless fight, but the insults thrown at him by the other boy lingered in his head until he built up the courage to ask his mom if he was, in fact, "adopted and unwanted." Bianca had never cried in front of her son, but at that question, and seeing the tears that brimmed those eyes that had brought her such happiness, she broke down. It was a good cry for them both, Bianca assured Marcel that he was loved, and brilliant and his biological mom loved him soo much that she gave him to a mom that would love him just as much and give him the life he deserved. "il mio Tesorino." 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 Marcel went back to Florence after his two years in London and expressed a want to experience America as his aunt and uncles had as teenagers. At first, Bianca was against it; with all the wild stories she heard about Alessio, Yessi, and Aurelio wreaking havoc and getting caught up in trouble, she didn't want that for Marcel. But eventually, as he was getting closer and closer to missing his chance, he finally appealed to his mother, asking her to trust him to make good choices and not jeopardize his dreams of making it into a professional soccer club. So Marcel arrived at MHS as a Junior and spent a hell of a year exploring San Francisco and landing it on the starting line-up of both Football teams, and getting a tight group of best friends and a cute little boo to call his own. Now, if only the consequences of his wild summer don't catch up to him, he'll be smooth sailing to graduation. ███████████████████████████████████████████ 【B E H I N D T H E M A S K】 Behind the bravado and arrogance is a young man afraid of failing. What Marcel desires the most is to make his mom and grandparents proud; he wants to affirm their decisions and not waste the sacrifices they've made for him. Part of this fear stems from an insecurity that his mom might regret choosing him if he doesn't amount to something grand or meaningful like her brothers and cousins have. Despite knowing this fear is irrational, as his mother has never been anything but an angel in his life, it does motivate, albeit sometimes to an unhealthy degree, where he's the last off the field, the last out of the weight room, and so on. Marcel also deeply appreciates his friends, and because all he's known is a chosen family, he makes sure to show up for his friends when no one else will. Outwardly he can be an asshole and often makes light of situations, but there's an intensity in his gaze and security in his presence when he's standing up for his friends or offering a shoulder to lean on. As a lover, he is very passionate, suave, and always says the right things (Some might call that manipulation, and others might call it charming.) Marcel falls "in love" quickly and has experienced falling out of love at the same pace. While you hold his heart and attention, he's doting, expressive, and exciting.

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███████████████████████████████████████████ 【E X T R A S】 ♂ FC: Désiré Quadjo Mia DC: FFD700 ♂ Ripped up an envelope with his biological mother's information given to him by his mom out of disinterest to ever meet the woman, claiming "if it happens, it's fate." and hasn't regretted that choice yet. ♂ Loves the ocean. ♂ Enjoys sketching at the end of the day and has filled journals from the past three years by doing it every day. ♂ Really enjoys cooking; it was something he learned from his mom when he was little. ♂ Listens to Humble -Kendrick Lamar while eating Caprese before his big games. And hasn't lost an important game since doing this.

Paramount

Calliope Lee|| TW: Mental Illness, Suicide Ideation.

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███████████████████████████████████████████ 【𝖠 𝖯 𝖯 𝖤 𝖠 𝖱 𝖠 𝖭 𝖢 𝖤】 Calliope gets her height (5'7") from her father and her slim frame from her mother. She has girlish features that give her a rather serene and youthful look at rest rather than bitchy as some might say. She's been groomed about making good first impressions and keeps herself in a presentable state no matter where she's going, but doesn't spend too much time primping. She has overall ethereal appearance, bright eyes, full lips and silky hair that cascades to her mid-back. Calliope is most fond of Korean fashion trends and carries a lot of the styling choices over despite being removed from Korean culture many years ago. She tries to stick to neutral colors but you can find a few colorful pieces in her wardrobe. She doesn't change up the school uniform much at all, except shortening the length of the pleated skirt. ███████████████████████████████████████████ 【𝖱 𝖤 𝖯 𝖴 𝖳 𝖠 𝖳 𝖨 𝖮 𝖭】 Cold. Calliope is not someone who is surrounded by friends and doesn't make much of an effort to get to know people. She's a pretty girl to look at, and an excellent student to have in class. That icy exterior cracks only in the rare case that she's under the shade of a tree with a book in hand, tending to the flowers and plants in the greenhouse or while stringing jumps and flips on the routine floor during competitions.

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███████████████████████████████████████████ 【𝖧 𝖨 𝖲 𝖳 𝖮 𝖱 𝖸】 𝐄𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 (0-7) Calliope was born in the affluent neighborhood of Gang-Nam in South Korea. As the youngest daughter of Cassian Lee, she was doted on by her mother and paternal grandparents who spoiled both of their grandchildren. The new addition of two young children brought the family together into a tight unit. Cassian was a representative for Korea's national team for the Olympics and won his final gold medals while the children were toddlers. This also was the time Millie-Jean experienced her first struggle with postpartum depression and a particularly tough fought battle had landed her in a hospital. This reignited the persistent tension between Cassian and his parents as they were once again averse to his choice of a life partner. Things particularly kicked off when Cassian's parents threatened to take custody of Valentine and Calliope. Keeping the children in their large estate for a week and a half and demanding proof that Millie-Jean was fit to mother their grandchildren. Things calmed enough for Cal and Val to return to their home without being subject to lasting memories of this occurrence but it was enough for Cassian to return to the states, this time bringing the family to the sunny and bustling city of Los Angeles, and the young kids were eager to explore this new place. 𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐲-𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 Calliope adjusted to America slowly, she was often much shyer and more reserved than her brother. Opting to hide behind him whenever they were thrust into social situations at school. For awhile, things seemed to be smooth sailing. Even with Cassian spending part-time in Seoul and Part-time in Los Angeles, the family had a more supportive community in LA that eased that initial missing father figure. Calliope spent her years following around Val and stealing a spot at the Delamar family dinner table on Friday nights. The illusion of peace crumbled when the kid's nanny pulled them out of school one day and rushed them to the hospital. This time, seeing their mother peacefully resting in a white gown in a hospital bed had imprinted itself in Calliope's mind, and hearing the gentleness and pain in her father's tired voice when he showed up that night had imprinted in her heart. 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 By Freshman year Calli had made a name for herself in gymnastics, turning to the sport as a means of escape from the 'craziness' that had become the norm for her home life. Really, it wasn't that crazy, but she just couldn't stand stepping into a hospital again, and the thought made her sick to her stomach. At the end of Freshman year, her father had returned, as was also the norm now, and the family resumed as if the past 14 years hadn't occurred. But Calli had been harboring her anger, on behalf of Val as she insisted, for too long, and what better way to get it off her chest than during a "nice" family dinner. That she did, holding no bars, explaining her exasperation with her part-time father, how she was worried and fearful about whether she'd wake up the next day and have a mother or not, and how her brother had to step up for both of them. By the end, everyone had been stunned silent and the rest of the summer was awkward at best, so good thing when she requested to go to Marble Heights Cassian and Millie both agreed. Despite trying to keep to herself as much as possible Sophomore year she let her eyes and heart wander a little too far but ran away as quickly as possible to South Korea for the summer... hopefully they forgot about her by now? ███████████████████████████████████████████ 【B E H I N D T H E M A S K】 Behind the worries that plague her and the resentment she holds towards her parents she's a dreamer, a girl that's seen how her father loves her mother despite her shortcomings and wishes for that kind of unconditional love for herself. Calli struggles with dreaming too big and chasing all those dreams and stretching herself too thin, but she'll be damned if she gives up on herself. Despite how quickly she is to shut people out and evade growing affections she deeply desires close friendship and falling in love. She's sensitive, romantic and would give her left lung to someone who needed it more than she did.

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███████████████████████████████████████████ 【E X T R A S】 ❅ FC: Sora Park DC: 99B9B2 ❅ Peonies are her favorite flower. ❅ She's named all the succulents in the greenhouse. and believes talking to plants helps them grow. ❅ She love romance novels, but not movies. ❅ She loves sweets. And will pout if she doesn't have any. ❅ She keeps a dream journal and presses flowers for the pages. ❅ She's afraid of hospitals. ❅ She talks in her sleep, and sleep walks though it's an infrequent occurence.

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Roman d'Amore

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███████████████████████████████████████████ 【𝖠 𝖯 𝖯 𝖤 𝖠 𝖱 𝖠 𝖭 𝖢 𝖤】 Roman is a solid 6'1" and sports a leaned out physique perfect for gliding through the still waters of an Olympic sized pool. He has dark and stormy eyes, naturally dark hair (though he's been dying it recently), a beauty mark on his cheek, and an infectious smile full of perfect pearly white teeth. Roman has mastered the art of Style, his days of experimentation have led to a look that is casually sophisticated with just the right amount of accessories, popped buttons, and smoldering eyes to make his fans a little weak in the knees. He blends iconic Italian brands with the current clothing trends of South Korea and American accessorizing to round out his look and represent the influences in his life. Roman doesn't do much to the school uniform, adding accessories here and there depending on the day, but he doesn't change things up too much. Something about the headache of bitching teachers not being worth it. ███████████████████████████████████████████ 【𝖱 𝖤 𝖯 𝖴 𝖳 𝖠 𝖳 𝖨 𝖮 𝖭】 Everyone knows Roman is rich. Like stupid rich, and it's not like he really tries to hide it, with the designer labels he effortlessly dons and his impressive social media feed of private jets, VIP access to events, and luxury summer trips, he lives a rather enviable life. But he's not pompous like most people expect, he's a charming bastard, impressively diligent, sometimes poetic and, always suave, and has an infectious laugh that cracks through even the toughest of armor. You can trust Roman with your friendship and all the secrets that come with it, but don't go expecting this one to fall for you easily (if at all).

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███████████████████████████████████████████ 【𝖧 𝖨 𝖲 𝖳 𝖮 𝖱 𝖸】 Born in the historic city of Milan, Roman was the oldest of the fraternal twins to a loved up Fashion Designer, Gianna, and a South Korean man from a Chaebol family, Baek-hyeon. Tragedy was a swift end to the family's stay in Italy, the boys returned to South Korea with their father after Gianna had lost her battle with depression. There was a brief period of time where the young boys were inseparable, perhaps as a means to survive the ache of missing a mom they'd have to learn to grow up without. Or so they thought... In time a polite, beautiful woman was introduced to the boys, she was the new bride to be for their father, and would become their new mother (something Roman was not pleased about). Up until this point, Roman and Nikoli grew up very much the same, participated in the same hobbies, ate the same food and shared the same bed on most days. For whatever reason after the marriage between their father and Eun Ah was finalized the woman spent her time doting on Nikoli and giving Roman the cold shoulder. What started ignoring the existence of her "other" son to her best ability evolved into exclusion and trying to separate the two brothers. Roman grew up in the house despite Eun Ah's best efforts to get him out of it, their relationship was volatile, and grew into a petty battle of trying to ruin the other under the noses of the other household members. After Roman's first love was chased away by the vile woman his brother had grown attached to, a fight between the brothers soon followed and it was enough to send the elder packing, suggesting to their father studying abroad would only enrich and better prepare him to take over the company and lead it into the future. That's how Roman found himself playing amongst the rich and the troubled in the Golden City.

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Sage Dumas

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_{(FC: hanakanzu, Dialogue Color: D19FE8)}
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| | N I C K N A M E (S) | |

• Noe _{"like no?Ayyyyy"}
• Noah
• Thỏ _{"mom says it's cause i'm lucky, but that seems sus."}

| | A G E | |

18, 21 December 2000, ♐

| | G E N D E R | |

Female; Bro/Her/Hers

| | S E X U A L I T Y | |

Demisexual _brosexual?

| | R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S | |

"between my bros and spiritual journey to become the Sage, I haven't had time. But ya girl does want some cuddles"

| | O C C U P A T I O N | |

"Nah fam, unless looking siiick 24/7 counts as a job."

| | C L A S S I F I C A T I O N | |

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| | I N D E P T H A P P E A R A N C E | |

Height: 5’2.5"
Body Type: Petite & toned.
Hair Colour: Naturally black, but she's recently bleached two small front pieces that frame her face.
Eye Colour: Dark Brown.
Style: Sage tries to get away with wearing the boy's uniform from time to time, often cuffing the slacks to expose her ankles and give the appearance of being taller, she keeps the button-down untucked and the bottom three buttons undone and wears an oversized blazer. For the girl's uniform, she wears the skirt a bit shorter than intended, throws on the boy's sweater over the blouse, and chooses a pair of sneakers in place of the dress shoes.

On casual days Sage likes to experiment with her outfits and is still in the process of nailing down her personal favorite. So far she likes functional and comfortable clothing over anything else, lest an item of clothing prevents her from impulsive adventures or daring endeavors.

| | R E P U T A T I O N | |

There aren’t very many people who don’t know Sage. After all, she’s the glue that’s managed to keep the infamous bro squad together and operating at a greater than functional level. Not necessarily the brains of this operation, but she sure does boost the morale on gloomy days, and lead them all on crazy adventures.

Sage is a liberated woman, who has no time to be held back by outdated gender roles, or societal taboos. She does what she wants when she wants— and doesn’t really give a damn what anyone thinks of that. Her smile is magnetic, and her unfussy, hyper-authentic honest and confidence make it easy to fall for her or want to be her best friend, or both.

And she’s always glad to expand her circle of friends and confidants.

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| | H I S T O R Y | |

Despite being born into a royal family of the fashion world, Sage lived a relatively normal life. She’s the youngest of two siblings and has been doted on since birth.

Despite living lavishly and without many restrictions she grew to be rather thoughtful and well-mannered (at least in one sense). Her days as a child were spent wandering the grounds of the university her mother taught at or following her father around his impressive and colorful work life.

Sage loved learning new things, picking up sewing as easily as she did mathematics. She was an easy child, who loved to learn new things and would keep herself busy doing so. In her preteen years, she spent more time away from her parent’s workplaces and grew into her own independence, following the beat of her own drum into all sorts of wild and reckless adventures. A particularly dumb idea to try out “parkour” with her friends landed the free-spirit a one-way ticket to MHS.

At first Sage took the news as a punishment, and reacted in accordance. The French girl acted out in rebellion, pulling inappropriate pranks and refused to apply herself in her classes. Eventually, by way of her many trips to detention, she gained a group of friends that has slowly expanded over the years. Not only has she found herself a group of bros, but she’s slowly figuring out that maybe.. just maybe she doesn’t want to inherit the Hermés line. Good thing she has a whole year to cause some ruckus with her bros figure it out.

| | B E Y O N D M Y R E P U T A T I O N | |

As much as she would love to play it off, Sage isn’t just optimism and good times. There is a fear of being left out and left behind that plagues her, a little voice that echoes in her mind while she lays in bed staring at her ceiling. The future is something that excites her and terrifies her, and she is more frequently spending sleepless night ruminating on what’s to come for her, what choices she’ll be forced to make come the end of the school year.

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• She tutors the bros
• BJJ _{"Brown belt gang"}
• The Fashion Club _{"I pop in from time to time, I mean my dad is currently the creative director for Hermés so ya know."}

| | B E S T & W O R S T S U B J E C T S | |

| B E S T |

• Chemistry
• Math _{"yeah, haha, so funny"}
• French _{"idk why they let me get away with it, lmaooo not my problem."}

| W O R S T |

• English _{"It's my third language, can't help it"}
• History _{"American history is wild? wtfff shit sucks lmao"}

| | E X T R A N O T E S | |

• Sage spent her summers in New Zealand where her maternal grandparents retired. And has a New Zealand accent when she speaks english.
• At Home she speaks mostly French, sometimes Vietnamese.
• She 100% is wearing the sweater she borrowed from your closet _{looking at you brosapiens}
• She is obsessed with Taro Milk tea and doesn't care if it makes her basic.
• She scares easy and 50/50 chance of her swinging on you in response.
• She's very affectionate and likes premarital hand holding and piggy back rides
• She's is in fact a virgin, and has submitted herself to the bullying from the bros.

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Keziah Nox

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| | N I C K N A M E (S) | |

• Kei
• Zy

| | A G E | |

18, 16 May 2001, ♉️

| | G E N D E R | |

Male; He/Him/His

| | S E X U A L I T Y | |

Bisexual

| | R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S | |

Single... _unless?

| | O C C U P A T I O N | |

Teacher's Assistant for Japanese

| | C L A S S I F I C A T I O N | |

Senior

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Keziah stands at a 6’2” and sports a toned body with none of the excess bulk. As a setter he prioritizes stamina and agility over power, getting to and from spots on the court as efficiently as possible. The 18-year-old has an interest in skincare and his efforts are not wasted, as seen by his nearly flawless complexion. Dark hair is always styled in a way that looks effortless and draws out the crystal blue of his eyes that often draw the attention of those in passing.

Keziah isn’t so much interested in fashion as his style would indicate. Much of the clothes he has in his closet and outfits he wears outside of the school uniform were picked out by his sister.

With the school uniform Keziah rarely wears the tie and always has a few too many buttons popped open on his shirt. _{or so assumes by the flustered reception he’s received by some of the teachers at the open house.}

| | R E P U T A T I O N | |

Keziah comes off as rather nonchalant and composed, maybe even disinterested at times. In a neutral state he doesn’t show a wide range of emotions and can even be perceived as stoic when compared to his much more vibrant and vivacious twin. Though this nonchalance does little to deter people from approaching him, his striking features attract many looks and his usually humble and polite mannerisms act as invitations to the lingering whims of his admirers.

Those that have interacted with him past asking for his number or trying to spark up his interest by flirting, report he’s good company to keep. He’s quite analytical, surprisingly blunt and, exceptionally dependable.

“10/10 would recommend as a partner for a group project.”

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Keziah was born at 11:53 PM on May 16, 2001. Exactly 13 minutes before Koren came screaming into the world after him. Since then the twins have hardly spent a moment apart.

A marine biologist for a mother and a Genetics researcher for a father they lived a very enriching life. Work called to their parents all over the world as leaders in their respective fields. Their early childhood was spent in South Africa, both of their parents part of teams researching various things. The work was challenging but at the end of the day the family always came together and the stress would melt away.

Despite being the “older” sibling, Keziah was often being dragged around by Koren, who was the chattier and more colorful of the duo. Though Keziah was not without his charming smile and keen observations. The two of them brought out the best in each other, and when it came to facing the world they’d never be alone.

When they were 8 the family packed up and moved to Tokyo and here is where life truly began for Keziah. All it took was watching a single match of a high school volleyball tournament for him to get hooked. The next day he was out in the yard practicing haphazardly with a ball his parents bought him. Day and night for the next two weeks he was glued to the ball, practicing his sets even while laying down in bed. Eventually, Koren gave in and decided to give the game a shot, and from there history was written.

In middle school, they were stars, King and Queen of their respective courts. The usually nonchalant and apathetic Keziah sparkled with a foreign intensity while he was on the court. It was a sight that shocked even his parents when they attended his first match in the inner-school spring tournament. And life went on, Keziah remained in love with the sport and dedicated his free time to remain at the top of his game.

The family relocated again to Australia after middle school, much to Keziah’s displeasure. After a particularly wild summer, Keziah and Koren are being shipped off to America to finish the rest of their schooling at some boarding school or something. Thanks Kore.

| | B E Y O N D M Y R E P U T A T I O N | |

Getting to really know Keziah can take some time, he’s not what you’d consider an open book and he’s mastered the art of the poker face. At the onset of friendship he can soften up quite a bit, sharing in jokes and general merrymaking, he exhibits a strong sense of ambition and openly expresses his passion for volleyball and his dreams of making it to the Olympics.

Further past those walls of his opens up to a patient, perceptive, and fiercely loyal person. He picks up on people’s interests and quirks quickly and brings them up later on in a relationship to shows he truly values someone. At the core, Keziah is deeply romantic and shows his affection for lovers and friends through this keen observation and through acts of thoughtfulness.

With his sister and closest friends, he can be seriously sarcastic and lovingly witty. Keziah has a habit of calling people out on the foolish things they do (especially when it comes to Koren).

On the flip side, Keziah can be a bit self-centered by expecting people to pay attention to him to really understand him, as he refuses to “spell it out for you”. There are times Keziah’s dreams feel less like the stars he’s reaching for and more like weights resting on his chest. The lofty dreams of the older Nox twin motivate him just as much as they overwhelm him, and sometimes the overwhelming feeling becomes too much and this makes him quite short and snappy with people, but he usually figures it out and bounces back.

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| | E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R A C T I V I T I E S | |

• Volleyball

| | B E S T & W O R S T S U B J E C T S | |

| B E S T |

• Biology
• Anatomy
• World History

| W O R S T |

• Art
• Spanish

| | E X T R A N O T E S | |

• ee has perfect setter hands _{and real good with his fingers 😏}
• ee’s never been in a serious relationship, and has hardly dated for that matter.
• speaks 2 languages fluently. _{english and japanese}
• plays the piano when he's stressed out. _{is actually v good}
• he likes soft things and warm scents
• likes to sit outside and read

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𝗦𝗘𝗫𝗨𝗔𝗟 𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡
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