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❛ 𝘰𝘯𝘦.

wander_ — 2025-06-13 12:29:19 UTC

when he was a child, he was the kind of boy who stared too long at the sky and asked questions adults couldn’t answer. his father gave him an old camera one summer — heavy, worn, and full of possibility. he took pictures of everything: puddles, shadows, his mother smiling while cooking.

❛ 𝘵𝘸𝘰.

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he was always a curious kid — soft-spoken but never shy, always asking questions like “do clouds get tired?” and “why do people close their eyes when they hug?” he liked watching the world more than talking about it.

❛ 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦.

wander_ — 2025-06-13 12:29:19 UTC

his dad gave him an old camera when he was young. the first photo he took was of his dog mid-yawn, blurry and crooked, but it made him laugh so hard he framed it anyway. from then on, he saw everything like it was meant to be captured.

❛ 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳.

wander_ — 2025-06-13 12:29:19 UTC

in school, he wasn’t the loudest, but people gravitated toward him. he had a quiet sort of charisma — remembered birthdays, gave thoughtful gifts, took photos of his friends and surprised them with printed copies weeks later.

❛ 𝘧𝘪𝘷𝘦.

wander_ — 2025-06-13 12:29:19 UTC

he fell in love with his best friend in high school — slowly, naturally. the kind of love that felt like breathing. they talked about little things like mismatched dishes, secondhand furniture, a life where they both worked jobs they loved.

❛ 𝘴𝘪𝘹.

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after years of working and waiting, he proposed with a photo — one he’d taken of her laughing when she thought no one was watching. he printed it small and folded it into the ring box. she cried. they laughed about it later over cheap wine.

❛ 𝘴𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯.

wander_ — 2025-06-13 12:29:19 UTC

the wedding was planned. nothing fancy — just a garden, close friends, and sunlight. he was calm that morning, heart full, already picturing her walking toward him. it never happened.

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ˎˊ˗ basics.

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┊ name: hwang yul

┊ dob: sept 22, 1994

┊ age: thirty

┊ occupation: renowned photographer

┊ pronouns: he/him

┊ orientation: pansexual

┊ faceclaim: park jinyoung (got7

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ˎˊ˗ personality.

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┊ mbti: enfp

┊ traits: quietly funny, perceptive, sentimental beneath layers

┊ habits: edits photos with rock music playing, writes film roll labels by mood, buys flowers he never gives

┊ quirks: mismatched socks, tugs on his sleeves when nervous, touches the photo frames when he passes them

ˎˊ˗ appearance.

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┊ height: 179cm

┊ build: lean and toned

┊ hair: natural black, softly styled

┊ eyes: dark brown, gentle but expressive, sometimes distant

┊ style: soft layers, earth tones, worn sneakers, camera strap slung casually

┊ scars: faint one on his jawline from when he dropped a camera on his face

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ˎˊ˗ summary.

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° professional photographer that's friendly, kind, and observant — the type who remembers the little things.

° used to be an unknown wedding photographer, now is more versatile after his career skyrocketed.

° was left at the altar by his high school sweetheart.

° lives alone in apartment 410, surrounded by plants and photo prints.

° doesn't expect love anymore.

⋄ 𝘰𝘯𝘦.

wander_ — 2025-06-13 12:29:19 UTC

she didn’t show. no message, no warning. just… absence. people around him panicked, but sihwan didn’t. he just stood there, still holding the bouquet, and said, “she must be really scared right now.”

⋄ 𝘵𝘸𝘰.

wander_ — 2025-06-13 12:29:19 UTC

he waited longer than most people would’ve. not out of desperation, but because that’s who he was — someone who believed in showing up, even when it hurt. when it finally sank in, he didn’t get angry. just quietly packed everything up and went home.

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⋄ 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦.

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for a while, he didn’t take photos. not because he hated it, but because the world felt still. and he didn’t want to force it. he filled the silence with long walks, coffee shop corners, and volunteering at the community center — just so his days would feel full of something.

⋄ 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳.

wander_ — 2025-06-13 12:29:19 UTC

eventually, photography found him again — not in a big, dramatic way, but in little moments. someone laughing in the park. sunlight bouncing off a window. he started bringing his camera everywhere again, just in case the world surprised him.

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⋄ 𝘧𝘪𝘷𝘦.

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people started noticing his work — raw, gentle, honest. he didn’t chase recognition, but it came anyway. magazines, galleries, clients who cried when they saw how he captured them. “you make people look like they matter,” someone once told him. he just smiled and said, “they do.”

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ˎˊ˗ extras.

wander_ — 2025-06-13 12:59:30 UTC

┊ likes: soft light, quiet mornings, film photography, plants, handwritten notes, rain, warm drinks, old bookstores, candid laughter

┊ dislikes: loud places, overedited photos, pity, cold meals, forced small talk, clutter, rushed goodbyes

┊ trivia:

names his plants after food he likes
keeps the ring box unopened in a drawer
labels film rolls by mood, not date
never prints photos of himself
hums when editing without realizing it

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wander_ — 2025-06-13 13:10:36 UTC

┆desc here.