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name: levi sunwoo

age: thirty

birthplace: virelle

occupation: formula 1 driver for scuderia ferrari and "the fixer"

languages: korean (fluent), english (fluent), italian (fluent), spanish (advanced), and french (basic)

religion: christian

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status: single

orientation: heterosexual

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never leaves with his custom cigarette case that only holds candies and mints. it resembles one his father has, who is a heavy smoker

carries around a dunhill lighter that his father gifted him

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Levi's first memory was him saluting at a crowd of his father’s admirers, a signature of Victor Sunwoo. When he turned his head to his grandmother, he remembered her fawning over this, “He looks not only just like you, Vic. He’s just like you.”

It was those words that swelled up the little toddler with pride, but for a split second, he could have sworn that there was a disturbed look on his father’s face. Was it his gaze or the drop in his smile? Before anyone could notice, he immediately switched it up with a cheeky grin and ruffled little Levi's hair, “He’s certainly learning from the best”.

That Levi did.

Victor Sunwoo was the eldest son of Youngsik Sunwoo, a self-made businessman who commanded respect wherever he went. He learned this from his father, who was well respected in Korea during the Japanese colonial era, but not for his contributions to the empire. Rather, for the way the man represented and maintained himself: work hard, care for his family, and deliver back to his community. Youngsik inherited this same attitude, and he rebuilt the family’s fortunes soon after the Korean War. They had to restart by moving from their hometown to Virelle to escape the invading Northern forces. What started off with bartering with soldiers as a child for candy and canned meats, he soon turned it into a distribution business that continued long after the War through his connections with soldiers, government officials, and growing markets around the country. Youngsik believed in focusing on necessities, for those would stay in any unstable market. He was a man of logic, believing in formulas and templates for success, measured not by short-term flash, but by what endured. Everything had a reason.

The apple fell far from the tree with Victor. Unlike his stoic father, that ruled with a quiet fist, Victor was a larger than life figure. He was bold, flashy, and seductive. Wanting to make his mark on the Sunwoo legacy, he argued with his father that the company needed to grow beyond its comfort zone. While it was a constant contention between the two men, Youngsik gave the temperamental Victor some cash and told him to do something. The old guard ruler expected his son, whose head lived in the clouds, to fail, to run back to the family headquarters with his tail between his legs.

Instead, Victor created a media empire that started from a lifestyle magazine. One that showcased the family’s goods and other luxury products, selling a dream, a fantasy. Like his media company, Victor sold a fantasy, his image: the wealthy, charismatic daredevil. He jetted around the world, trailed by beautiful women, living a life where money seemed infinite. By selling a fantasy, he didn’t just boost Boo Corporation’s profits; he gave his old man the middle finger he always wanted to. As Victor became more and more of an icon, a legend, the harder he was to control, as he was the one who craved control. He was like Youngsik, calculative and controlling. Yet, he was flawed, narcissistic and manipulative. Both men had the same vision: to rule the Boo Corporation.

Like many across the nation, Levi was sold by his father’s fantasy. In the boy’s eyes, Victor Sunwoo was an icon, a myth that he could never touch.

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Levi was the product of Victor's first marriage, one that only happened after the daredevil nearly died in a skiing stunt. He wanted to check it off a “bucket list”. However, that marriage ended after a few years, sick of domestic monotony, which resulted in two sons. The youngest of the bunch, Levi was only four when his parents divorced. From that day on, he, his brother, and mother lived in a house that was modest compared to the Boo family mansion across the street. The boys would have family dinners once a week with their parents. Occasionally, they would spend time with their father, but typically in a group setting. Even then, their father was never truly alone, always surrounded by friends, women, and parasites, never fully focused on his sons. One on one time was rare for him, compared to his older brother, who was already being groomed to be his father’s successor. At first Levi did not mind, as he cherished every moment he could grab with his father.

It was in those moments too; it allowed Levi to observe his father and learn from him. Levi noticed and copied every slight gesture every night, whether it was alone or in front of a mirror for a simple head tilt. He carefully measured and tested his cadence. Little habits and mannerisms went unnoticed. He learned how to walk and talk like his father. Even Victor Sunwoo's signature greeting soon turned into Levi's, a two-finger salute. Whatever Victor did, Levi did, too. It was the essence of Levi, but at its core was Victor.

From the moment Levi could talk, his father noticed the eerie similarities between the two that only grew. Levi was not just a mirror, he was a threat. The boy was a version of Victor that would outshine him. He was not a proud father, but a man afraid of someone that could easily take him down like he planned to do to his father. After all, Levi had it in him naturally.

What he never understood was that Levi was never a threat. He was merely a devoted son that tried to understand his father, not destroy him. Yet, this fear only grew the more Levi tried to shape himself into Victor. All of this for a son to understand his distant father. Levi could never understand his father, who never showed his true self. There was always a show. To go beyond the show, Levi had to reverse engineer and become his father to understand him.

If I can become what he is, maybe I’ll finally understand why he never loved me the way I needed.

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Yet Victor made it difficult to do so. Levi had to build his own kingdom to do so, to become his father. He had to gain his notoriety, power, and identity through the world of racing. Even then, that was a well-crafted maneuver from father to son. When Victor noticed his youngest son’s interest, but immense talent in karting, he pushed the boy into it completely. After all, it would keep Levi away from the family business. At first, he praised Levi for his newfound talent. Like a bee to a flower, Levi loved not only the immense rush and adrenaline on the track, but the attention that his father finally gave him. It was with this growing interest for the sport; he put his all into it.

From the tender age of seven, Levi would spend weekends around Japan, competing in karting races. Like his father and grandfather, losing was not an option. After a hard kick to the ground, Levi would pick himself back up and study everything that went wrong. Each mistake had to be fixed. When he was back home in Wineport, he would spend his evenings in the garage to figure out how to improve and push his car to the limit. Soon his need to gain his father’s attention turned into a love for the sport, wanting to be the best. After all, he was a Boo.

It was with this drive, Levi moved up the ranks in karting competitions around Asia. With innate talent and wins, it was only natural that he competed in Europe. Taking the leap at 13, he moved to Europe to continue competing in kart racing to make a name for himself in the scene. While he tried to fly back and forth between home and his race, he made the full time move at 16 when he started competing in Formula 4. What he never realized then was his father quietly working behind the scenes, pushing his management team to keep Levi busy in Europe.

He returned home at eighteen, needing a breather for once in his life. Many warned Levi that his father wouldn’t be able to spend time with him during his time. Yet, he couldn’t help but to feel a certain disappointment, knowing his father rarely visited him. Victor told his son that he had deadlines and meetings, but eventually the word made its way to Levi. His father had a secret girlfriend, surprisingly a long-term one. It was this sort of news that he scoffed at, knowing that his father was not exactly one for commitment. Every girlfriend that he knew of lasted less than six months. If anything, the “alleged” flings were a much longer list than girlfriends. Curiosity ate at him, but Levi never asked his father about the relationship. His old man knew what he was doing.

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Levi's initial plans surprised most to stay in Virelle for a few months. They expected that he would had jumped into the next series. However, such plans did not last for long, a month or two at tops. In the middle of the night, the young man left without a word to his family and back into his management’s arms.

He took on a gamble that few expected, to compete in Formula 2 rather than continue another season in Formula 3. The stakes were higher, and the competition was tougher. They were all competing for the same thing: a seat in F1. However, he needed to prove to himself that he was great, that he could compete. Like Victor, Levi was charming and magnetic to the crowd, noted for his good looks. Even reporters would comment on the resemblance: the same grin, the same way of leaning back with crossed arms when things got tense.

The pressure quietly ate at him, as he spent nights practicing on simulators, studying each track, and devising strategies with his team. Talent was nothing without the grit, something he learned from watching his father. His efforts reflected in his precision, composure, and decisions on the track. When he was nervous, he’d straighten his cuffs like Victor did before interviews, a small thing, but it made him feel invincible. Like he became something stronger than himself. While he ended in second place that series, he proved to many that he was a formidable racer.

Scuderia Toro Rosso took notice and gave him that chance at 20. Critics said it was a marketing gimmick to attract the Asian market. He was just a pretty face to push on posters and magazines. Personality could only get him so far. After all, he wasn’t a champion in his last series. Many counteracted such criticism, pointing out he had a maturity that few drivers his age had. Levi and the team knew it was a gamble, a cutthroat one in the Red Bull world.

While he did not have the most stellar results like he did in his previous series, Levi knew he had to make his dues in Toro Rosso and show that he was worth the bet. He pushed his car to the limit, leading to numbers and results that proved his worth and an actual contender for the higher-tier teams that were already waiting for his contract to end. However, he stayed loyal to his team and eventually earned his stripes.

Eventually he was signed getting promoted to the senior Red Bull team at 24. It was then he finally proved his critics wrong with his consistent performance. Although he knew he would be just a second driver in the team, he still put in his all. He spent long days in the headquarters and garages, talking to mechanics and engineers to understand and play his car like an instrument. Once again, he studied strategies and styles of the great drivers before him. He would eventually win a race with a few podiums under his belt. Yet, amid champagne spraying on the stage and trophies being handed out, a quiet question would pass by:

Is dad going to call me?

Despite the fame, he could never receive his father’s recognition. However, it wasn’t a thought he could dwell on for long as he only spent one year in glory at Red Bull. It was at twenty-six his career nearly ended. He crashed during the Silverstone GP, nearly losing his life, on a track he was familiar with of all places. It was a case of the yips that would eat at him for a year.

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Stuck in a slump, he berated himself for a crash he could have avoided. It was months after that Red Bull cut ways with him. However, a Sunwoo could never wallow in self pity. It was Youngsik who forced his grandson to do something. Not a move out of affection, but for power. He needed an ally in a company that was constantly fighting to have control over. He knew Levi being close to Victor’s world was the latter’s worst nightmare. The Sunwoo patriarch ordered the former driver to shadow him, learn the company by becoming his right-hand man. It was from there, Levi learned the ins and outs of the Boo Corporation, the good, the bad, and the ugly. In that time, quietly observing his grandson, Youngsik realized his grandson was more than a racer. While the boy was a near copy of his son, Levi had the same cleverness, grit, and ambition that he and Victor had.

He taught Levi to leverage his connections, make something of them. He was more than a driver, Levi became The Fixer. He was the one that opened doors and facilitated negotiations between powerful players. He provided access where others couldn’t. Each grand prix gave him a cover for the occasional exchange, whispered meetings, and burying of scandals. His status and background gave him access and immunity that most envied. He was the bearer of secrets, the one to solve any problem.

Out of fear once again, Victor pushed Levi back. To neutralize Levi’s potential influence and possible move into the family company, Victor leaked rumors of his son’s intention to return back to F1. A hot marketable name and a capable driver, Levi had teams lining up for him.

A stroke of luck and effort played its hand, giving Levi the chance of a lifetime: to join Scuderia Ferrari.

Only the greats wore red. It was an offer he could not turn down. Back in the spotlight, but with far more leverage, Levi operated in both worlds. He moved in the lights and shadows. It was this balance of influence that Youngsik respected, rewarding Levi as a vice-chairman of the Sunwoo Philanthropy Group, another step closer to the throne Victor protected so fiercely.

Levi was called the Sun by his fans. Those in the shadows knew him as The Fixer: cleaner of messes, handler of secrets, and master of deals. Through his growing network, he amassed leverage over everyone and everything.

As time passed, the similarities between both men strengthened. As he always had done, Victor distanced himself from the son that studied and worshipped every bit of him. Levi slowly understood that his father would never choose him.

Not as a son. Not as a successor. Not as anything.

All because Victor had remarried and had a new son. While others celebrated at the child’s birth, Levi locked himself up once again for hours. A part of him believed if performed well enough, raced fast enough, and mirrored his father precisely enough, he would eventually earn the thing he wanted most.

Not power. Just recognition.

Yet it never happened.

Levi could only realize that every part of him was made in the image of a man that was a fiction, a myth. Victor Sunwoo was a showman, always performing, but never revealing.

Now every move and decision has Levi quietly questioning himself, “If I peel it all away: the voice, the smirk, the moves. What’s left? Who am I?”

Despite his realization, he still yearns for understanding that will never come while living as a shadow of someone else.

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many would call levi a mastermind: calculated, composed, and quietly dangerous. though he lives a quiet life of glitz and glam, much of him is performing like his father. while he doesn't seek chaos, it finds him anyway. he's emotionally sealed and slippery, manipulative when necessary, and unsure what part of him is his father and what part is truly him.

positive: quick witted, highly competent under pressure, insightful, charming in an offbeat way, empathetic and kind when he wants to be, loyal, patient, confident, and independent

neutral: emotionally unreadable, craves connection and attention, calculative, focused on the long-run

negative: manipulative, controlling, obsessive, prideful to a fault, emotionally questionable, deeply guarded, addictive, unintentionally cruel, morally flexible

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takes long walks to blow off steam, long drives, pretends to smoke with his lollipop sticks, constantly has to have lollipops on hand, pops in two mints at a time, pushes his lips out in deep thought, tenses his jaw often, rearranges dishes often to be in a specific place, falls asleep with his glasses on, works until he sleeps.

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general likes

strategizing, maps, people who know what they want,

general dislikes

interrupted sleep cycles, people bossing him around, incompetent individuals

food and drinks

favourites: black cold brews, breakfast burritos, potatoes, pizza (specifically pepperoni, olives, and mushroom), burgers, nuggets, pancakes, grilled cheese sandwiches

avoids at all costs: raw oysters and cilantro

hobbies

favourites: racing on his simulator, shooting at the range, listening to cooking asmr (in particular knives chopping on wooden boards), watching masters at their craft

don't even ask: tea parties (only permitted with niece), anything that would ruin his hands

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relationship: a toxic/obsessive proxy mirroring relationship. there’s unfinished grief, misplaced affection, and inherited delusion. they’re is a dysfunctional cycle pretending to be desire and lust, but it’s just unfinished business between the two that will destroy them.

note: must be female and over 35. please read levi's profile to understand his father, victor sunwoo, and the dynamic between him, sunwoo, and the mistress.

tw: age gap, manipulation, emotional abuse, power imbalance, obsession

muse a was only twenty when she started dating victor, who was an icon to her. despite him being in his late forties and having children closer to her age, victor was handsome, charming, and magnetic. he touched something deep in her that no one else could understand or reach. she fell for him, losing every bit of herself in him. just the thought of being away from him ached her. he was her sun, moon, earth, and stars. he influenced everything her said and did.

he never publicly acknowledged her, claiming that it was for his children’s sake. she accepted it. he always had a reason and she learned to never deny him. she was never a secret, but a shadow and companion when it suited him, but tossed to the side when it was convenient. still she dreamt of a future with victor, one with marriage and children. yet, as the years passed, he did little to fulfill his promises. instead, a monster soon appeared, revealing his own dark nature as he dragged and twisted her into something sinister. at first he would make her feel special one moment, but soon pull away the next. she remained in the shadows until a magazine not influenced by victor reported on the relationship.

it was then, victor paraded her around like the beautiful trophy girlfriend. in private though, he would become emotionally absent and critical of her. yet it was in this private setting, she saw the closest thing to the true victor. she saw his fears and vulnerabilities, especially with his youngest son, levi.

at twenty-nine, she left when she discovered another affair. she realized he would never follow through with his promises of marriage and children. she was never enough for him. however, it only crushed her when a year later he married the other woman, even having a son with her. she gave victor her best years, the best of her, her all. all victor left her was an ache and questioning of why it was never her.

then levi reappeared.

he was like victor, a myth and his spitting image. he was younger, emotionally raw, and desperate. a boy that wanted to understand the same man that rejected them both. soon the two plunged deep into a relationship and intimacy built on grief, rejection, and understanding.

she wanted to her revenge, reclaim her youth, and continue her story that never gave her closure through levi. if she couldn’t be victor's future, she would take his mirror and his biggest fear. there were times she swore levi was victor, but then she had to remember they were different people. for levi, she gave him the answers he wanted and understanding. as always, he had to follow his father’s way.

she didn't know who she was without them. she told herself she’s in control, using levi the way victor used her. however, when she looked in the mirror, all she saw is someone wanting to be chosen once more. not just by a man who’s no longer there, but by a boy who didn't know who he was.

yet as the relationship progressed between them, she soon realized how eerily the two men mirrored each other. she was in the same position once again with father and son with her past repeating. levi was becoming the father he resented, slowly turning into a monster too that used her. unlike his father, who she gave her life to, levi gave her meaning. he was obsessed with her, wanted to conquer her, but also wanted to be loved by her. they were locked in a power struggle neither could win, desperate not to lose to each other or victor.

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relationship: ex fiancee

inspired by: adele's love in the dark

note: this relationship ended three years ago?

it should have been the happiest day of her life. that morning, levi’s leg shook uncontrollably, and he kept touching his pocket. driven by excitement, he couldn’t help himself. just before the race, he proposed to muse a, promising a full celebration later that evening. but that would never happen. a few laps into the race, levi got into the accident that would change everything for them.

despite his miraculous survival, their relationship was not what it once was. they both returned to virelle not long after the accident, hoping he would recover. but levi fell into a dark pit. eventually, she left, unable to handle him.

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relationship: enemies or a rivalry fueled by an unspoken jealousy.

note: must be a close friend or protege of victor sunwoo. more so a chosen son or daughter figure to victor.

whenever levi sees muse a his father’s side, something in him burns. it’s more than hatred, but a sick feeling of being replaced. muse a is everything levi tries to be: loyal, polished, and the answer to whatever pleases victor.

victor loves it. he laps it in. he cherishes them. not like levi though.

muse a can feel levi's eyes on him, cold and hot. it’s a tension he can’t name and a chill he can’t shake. he’s not sure why.

levi knows why. he was supposed to be the favourite.

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relationship: an ally

levi can make things happen. he opens doors that should stay locked and cleans up messes that no one else dares to touch. not just inside the sunwoo corporation, but far beyond it. it’s why he’s known as the fixer, but every favor has a cost. levi never forgets what he’s owed. one day he’ll come back to collect his debt.

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relationship: an unrequited dislike. revenge for a dog.

inspired by a true story.

muse a never liked levi after witnessing an odd incident involving his security team. while waiting in a lobby, muse a’s dog jumped onto a couch, right next to a dozing levi. unknown to levi, his security team and assistant had an ongoing feud with the dog: the pup loved lounging on that particular couch and security kept booting it off.

from a distance, muse a saw the moment unfold and assumed levi's silence meant approval of the dog’s mistreatment. the impression stuck.

what muse a didn’t know: levi had no idea any of this was happening.

now, running into each other again, levi can’t figure out why muse a is so cold. was it something he said? something he did? or does it all go back to a couch, a nap, and a very determined dog?

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writing style: detailed first/script and third

- will mirror responses.

- i am a slower responder.

- extra: i am slower with 3rd/para responses. just started writing in 3rd/para, so please excuse my rough responses.

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there is no preference between the two.

plotting essentials and notes

for plotting please send a pm.

if you do not have any ideas when approaching me, please tell me what you like/don't like.

i can get extremely detailed and ask too many questions during the process, just a warning. this happens more so when there's history, angst, or complicated layers between our characters. i want to make sure we are on the same page.

please contribute to the plotting process. it helps me immensely when suggesting ideas, but also inspires me to do better.

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preferred genres: angst, drama, slice of life, romance, smut

with romance, this does not guarantee our characters are endgame. rather, the plot has romantic elements to it like former lovers, current attractions, etc.

location preferences: walls typically, but will respond in rooms. anything smut related, strictly walls or pm.

genre avoidances: nothing too fluff, comedic, or action based. willing to do comedy if the plot calls for it and it feels natural.

triggers/limits/will most likely not plot with:

incest

sexual assault. it's fine if it is part of your character's background.

terminal illness. will most likely avoid plotting/rping with your character if it's part of their background in some way, especially if it is vital to your character or the plot.

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i do not poke. if there is no response after a few months, i will eventually drop the plot and make it available to the public again. if the plot is still open, i'm open to plotting it again with you.

if i am not responding to you, it does not mean anything negative. i am slow with responses, so please be patient. my presence in rooms is not a sign that i am ignoring you.

responses

overall: ooc is faster than ic. not a preference, it's easier for me to respond to something ooc.

ic responses: i try to get back to everyone at once.

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everyone has a hater or two (hundred, thousand, and hopefully not a million)

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everyone has a hater or two (hundred, thousand, and hopefully not a million)

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relationship: enemies, hater/antifan

muse a is probably levi’s only public hater from virelle, but also one of his most passionate. they think he’s a garbage driver, stats be damned. every chance they get, they take a swipe at him, and he never lets it slide. levi always fires back, sharp and petty. at this point, it’s practically tradition.

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relationship: close friends (mainly over the phone)
inspired by: whatcha wearin’ / my ps partner

note: potential route with muse a never knowing it's actually levi

muse a tried to call their ex to finally tell them off. drunker than a skunk, they fumbled the last digit and accidentally dialed levi instead. already exhausted from a long day, levi was about to hang up until he heard muse a wailing. realizing someone else was having an even worse night, he stayed on the line until they calmed down. something about the call stuck. it led to an odd friendship: one that never left the phone. the two have never met in person, but they share secrets, late-night thoughts, and occasional chaos through texts, calls, and voice notes.