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Cassian Mangjeol Fischer

Played by Jence

Vain,

“Whatever made me the way I am left me hollow, empty inside, unable to feel. It doesn’t seem like a big deal. I’m quite sure most people fake an awful lot of everyday human contact. I just fake all of it.”
- Dexter Morgan

𓇼 Name 𓇼:
Cassian Mangjeol Fischer

𓇼 Nickname(s) 𓇼:
Cass', Cassie', Fischer

𓇼 Gender 𓇼:
Male

𓇼 Sexuality 𓇼:
Bisexual, Still questioning

𓇼 Age 𓇼:
25-32 (Adult)

𓇼 Brith date 𓇼:
January 15th

𓇼 Hair 𓇼:
Dark Ash Brown, Straight, Cut short to his nape

𓇼 Eyes 𓇼:
Greyish blue

𓇼 Complexion/Skin Tone 𓇼:
Light, Sand Beige

𓇼 Build/Bodytype 𓇼:
Tall, Slightly Built

𓇼 Height 𓇼:
Approx. 180 cm or 5'9''

𓇼 Origins 𓇼:
United States and South Korea

𓇼 Spoken Languages 𓇼:
English, Korean

𓇼 Handedness 𓇼:
Left-handed

𓇼 Tattoo(s) 𓇼:
A large menacing octopus, covering his whole back

𓇼 Scars 𓇼:
One on the right side of his torso, near his ribcage

𓇼 Likes 𓇼:
Working in silence/alone, Peach-flavoured sweets and drinks, Running/Training

𓇼 Dislikes 𓇼:
Crowded places, Being forced to do something, Free cruelty, Spinach

𓇼 Mannerisms 𓇼:
Is rarely caught off guard; Can stare intensely without acknowledging it

𓇼 Personnality 𓇼:
Quiet, Focused, Rational; Can be caring and more outgoing when around the right people

When the sun leaves the sky, you'll have the chance to spot a tall and dark silhouette. With such a height, almost reaching over seven feet, not noticing him would mean that you're blind - Or too drunk to make a difference between a lampost and a giant. When his greyish-blue eyes look at you, you'll be certain to feel shivers running down your spine. There's something about this man that gives off a feeling of loneliness, of absence. He's obviously not someone who shares a lot, who likes to keep his mouth shut and listen to the wind whistling across the urban landscape. From time to time, he'll take out a cigarette from his wallet and light it up effortlessly. Hm, he must be a casual smoker, you may think. And if you're lucky, he may happen to offer you one out of pure habit.

His profile would turn out to be rather appealing to anyone: Sharp jaw, slightly hollowed cheeks, and an elegant round nose. A fine, good-looking man, as your grandparents would probably say. Don't let appearances fool you, or you might be shocked to see what these innocent features hide. Have ever had the feeling that someone young had the face of one who had seen many things? When he looks away, his mind seems to be somewhere else. Somewhere far, far away from this innocent life. This place seemed to be harsh - no - it was worse than that. Could this man have experienced hell, and somehow come back from it alive? Who knows, this depends on what hell means to you. After, we all have our demons don't we?

From the corner of your eyes, you can spot black lines reaching out from his back. A tattoo, how interesting, and from all the body parts available this man chose to do it on his back. Bold, but cool. You think. Could this drawing have any meaning to the tall man gazing in the distance? As soon as he feels your eyes staring, he quickly adjusts his jean jacket, covering the bits the ink you saw just now. It meant something to him alright, though you doubt that it represented anything good to the young adult.

As he takes a last puff from his cigarette, the man throws his head backward. What could he have on his mind that was so heavy, so wounding that it made it look as if he was carrying tons of baggage on his shoulders? He surely won't tell you, and he probably won't tell a soul either. This heart of his had been closed shut with an indestructible lock. A lock covered by blood and scarred by knives. And the key? He probably threw it away a long time ago, in the deep abyss of his memory.

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