⋆｡𖦹°‧ full name ︴malena saint mleux

⋆｡𖦹°‧ dob ︴june 9th, 1998

⋆｡𖦹°‧ birthplace ︴calais, france

⋆｡𖦹°‧ current residence ︴seoul, south korea

⋆｡𖦹°‧ ethnicity ︴french-mexican

⋆｡𖦹°‧ languages ︴

french — native

spanish — fluent

english — fluent

italian — fluent

korean — fluent

⋆｡𖦹°‧ education ︴école du louvre, paris, france

⋆｡𖦹°‧ occupation ︴

professor at seorin university

modern art

french language and literature

⋆｡𖦹°‧ sexual orientation ︴heterosexual

⋆｡𖦹°‧ relationship status ︴single

⋆｡𖦹°‧ love language ︴

1. quality time

2. acts of service

3. physical touch

⋆｡𖦹°‧ weight ︴50kg — 110 lbs

⋆｡𖦹°‧ hair ︴natural dark brown • long layers • soft curtain bangs

⋆｡𖦹°‧ eyes ︴deep, dark brown

⋆｡𖦹°‧ makeup ︴clean girl, dewy makeup

⋆｡𖦹°‧ signature fragrance ︴guerlain — cuir béluga

⋆｡𖦹°‧ fashion style ︴

1. personal style — leans into an eclectic mix of vintage femininity and contemporary fashion, often playing with unexpected silhouettes, textures and accessories. she gravitates towards mini and midi skirts, fitted knits, oversized jackets, playful dresses, ballet flats, heels, and the occasional dainty sneakers. she has a particular fondness for interesting prints, statement bags, colourful accessories, and slightly unusual pieces that reflect her love for art.

2. work style — takes the artistic nature of her everyday wardrobe and gives it a more polished, academic finish. tailored pants, midi skirts, knitwear, blouses, structured jackets and blazers, and elegant dresses become her staples, usually paired with ballet flats, kitten heels, or heeled boots. rather than dressing like a stereotypical professor, malena allows small eccentricities to slip through; an unusual print, sculptural jewellery, a vintage scarf, or an unexpectedly colourful bag.

⋆｡𖦹°‧ public instagram ︴

@malena.sml

bio:

modern art & french professor

seorin university, seoul

monaco → seoul

⋆｡𖦹°‧ private instagram ︴

@malheureusement

bio:

ceci n’est pas un professeur

♡

the saint mleux family had known wealthy for generations, their fortune rooted in luxury real estate, hospitality, and private investments scattered along french riviera. malena grew up knowing every privilege that came with it: private schools, summers spent sailing, spontaneous trips across europe, and afternoons wandering through galleries while other children were still learning to sit quietly through museums.

yet, her parents refused to let wealth become the measure through which she understood people. particularly her mother, who taught her that privilege meant very little if one never thought to extend a hand to those without it.

perhaps that was why malena grew into something unexpectedly ordinary beneath all the extravagance.

she had everything, but was raised to believe that having more never made her worth more.

her mother gave her art.

first came museums, malena’s small hand tucked securely into hers as they wandered from painting to painting. then came ballet, poetry, literature — little pieces of beauty that accumulated until creativity became a language she understood almost instinctively.

then, during middle school, a thunderstorm rolled over monaco, and her mother never came home.

the car accident was sudden. unforgiving. there had been no drawn-out goodbye, only the terrible division of malena’s childhood into before and after. storms never sounded quite the same afterwards. even years later, the first violent crack of thunder could return her to being that frightened girl waiting for someone who would never walk through the door again.

grief made her cling more tightly to everything her mother had left behind. art became more than something beautiful; it became somewhere to place all the love that suddenly had nowhere else to go. malena continued her mother’s charitable work for much the same reason, until eventually it stopped feeling like something she did for her and became simply part of who she was.

she could have done nothing.

the saint mleux fortune ensured that work would always be optional, and there was an established family business waiting should she ever decided she wanted something respectable to occupy her time. instead, malena kept studying. postgraduate work followed, then teaching — and somewhere along the way, the latter became the part she loved most.

there was something intoxicating about watching someone being to understand a painting differently because of a conversation she’d started. she liked questions more than the perfect answers, debates more than memorised definitions. for once, her surname wasn’t the most interesting thing she could bring into a room.

so, when everyone expected malena to eventually return to monaco, she quietly decided otherwise.

warm, sociable, and spontaneous, ESFPs are naturally expressive people who thrive on connection and new experiences. they live in the moment, follow their hearts, and bring an infectious energy wherever they go.

⋆｡𖦹°‧ - ︴impulsive • naïve • easily distracted • overly trusting • sensitive • stubborn • reckless • people-pleasing • avoidant • occasionally irresponsible

⋆｡𖦹°‧ neutral ︴flirtatious

⋆｡𖦹°‧ dislikes ︴pretentiousness • being underestimated • awkward silence • rigid schedules • seafood • bitter coffee • gloomy weather

⋆｡𖦹°‧ habits ︴humming to herself • talking to leo • doodling on margins • sending too many tiktoks • touching people when she laughs • collecting exhibition tickets • forgetting where she put her phone

⋆｡𖦹°‧ fears ︴losing loved ones • loneliness • deep water • disappointing others • failure • being misunderstood • thunderstorms • growing complacent

⋆｡𖦹°‧ secrets ︴writes poetry anonymously • occasionally smokes when stressed • had a hidden tattoo • loves trashy reality tv • that /one/ one night stand

encourages curiosity, creativity, and healthy debate over memorisation

approachable with her students, but firm when necessary

prefers interactive lectures, visual materials, and real-world experience

tba…

󠀠 󠀠 󠀠 󠀠｡𖦹°‧ ︴my reply speed can range anywhere from same-day replies to several days, sometimes longer depending on work and muse.

󠀠 󠀠 󠀠 󠀠｡𖦹°‧ ︴my muse tends to fluctuate between characters and threads. if you see me replying elsewhere while our thread is waiting, please don’t take it personally! sometimes my brain simply latches onto one particular scene or character, and i would rather wait than force out a reply i’m unhappy with.

󠀠 󠀠 󠀠 󠀠｡𖦹°‧ ︴gentle reminders are perfectly okay, especially if it has been a while! just please don’t repeatedly pressure me for a response. chances are i haven’t forgotten about you; real life has simply kidnapped me again.

󠀠 󠀠 󠀠 󠀠｡𖦹°‧ ︴i generally prefer detailed, literate writing with a healthy mix of dialogue, actions, inner thoughts and character development. purple prose is more than welcome; i’m guilty of it myself from time to time.

󠀠 󠀠 󠀠 󠀠｡𖦹°‧ ︴my replies can range anywhere from semi-para to novella depending on the thread and how carried away i get. i’m very prone to word vomiting when i’m excited about a plot, so please never feel pressured to mirror my length. write as much or as little as the scene calls for it.

󠀠 󠀠 󠀠 󠀠｡𖦹°‧ ︴i naturally tend to mirror my partner’s style and energy, but i don’t expect the same in return. as long as you give me enough to work with and move the scene forward, we’re good!

󠀠 󠀠 󠀠 󠀠｡𖦹°‧ ︴i love plotting and throwing around ideas before starting a thread. give me tropes, headcanons, unnecessary little details, future scenes we probably won’t ever reach; i eat all of it up.

󠀠 󠀠 󠀠 󠀠｡𖦹°‧ ︴please contribute to the plotting! i’m very flexible and happy to brainstorm, but i don’t want to be the only one carrying the plot. the more excited we both are about our characters and their dynamic, the more likely i am to become absolutely unhinged about them.

󠀠 󠀠 󠀠 󠀠｡𖦹°‧ ︴i’m open to pretty much anything; friendships, enemies, rivals, exs, family, romance, complicated situationships and everything in between. pre-established connections are always welcome.

󠀠 󠀠 󠀠 󠀠｡𖦹°‧ ︴chemistry above everything. i’m more than happy to plan a potential romantic direction, but i prefer letting the characters interact and seeing whether the chemistry is actually there before completely locking them into a relationship.

󠀠 󠀠 󠀠 󠀠｡𖦹°‧ ︴never be afraid to message me with ideas or ask to change something! plots aren’t set in stone. if something isn’t working anymore, we can tweak it, scrap it or come up with something completely different.

malena wanted to be happy for him. she was happy for him. still, welcoming another woman into a life once occupied by her mother came with feelings far too complicated to package neatly. his new wife was korean and had a daughter of her own, leaving malena with both a stepmother and stepsister she had never expected to have.

time did what awkward introductions couldn’t. strangers became familiar, familiarity softened into affection, and eventually the four of them learned how to be a family without pretending they were replacing the one that came before.

after malena finished her studies, her father announced that he and his wife intended to settle in seoul. she followed, convincing herself it was temporary — a new city, a little adventure, perhaps a few years before europe inevitably called her home.

instead, she found seorin.

the university offered her something unexpectedly perfect: the opportunity to teach both modern art and french, and with it, the chance to establish herself somewhere the saint mleux name carried considerably less history.

monaco would always contain the girl malena had been.

seoul gave her somewhere to discover the woman she wanted to become.