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[ceojunho]

if he was being truthful, junho hadn't been paying too much attention to his surroundings, it wasn't until the sudden commotion at the table next to him that his thoughts snapped back to reality with a jolt, and he was left with a puzzled look on his face. "i'm going to be honest with you, i wasn't paying attention to her." he admitted, leaning back in his chair as he let out a deep breath. "and if i'm still being honest with you, you just scared the crap out of me."

𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗱  𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋  ──  luciana  &  junho or chance, up to you! ( @ceojunho @uptochxnce ) 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾  +  𝗅𝗈𝖼𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇  ──  casa cipriani restaurant @ lower manhattan, lunch time

her eyes narrow slightly and her gaze trails after the retreating figure, as if she's trying to gauge the other woman's emotional state just by her gait. unable to decide on a verdict, both hands slam on the table with more force than intended, making the cutlery rattle. former reality tv star turns to look at the person sitting at the table beside hers and asks, 〝 on a scale from mildly perturbed librarian to screeching banshee in a haunted house, how angry do you think she looked ? 〞 with a wave of her hand, she makes a gesture to invite the male over to occupy the recently emptied seat.

[ceojunho]

there was nothing more than a small bump and a slight bruise under the ice pack, though it was his pride that was wounded more than anything. "i'm fine, it's nothing a little ice and an advil can't fix." he reassured offering up a slightly sheepish smile as he lowered his icepack down. "i'm just taking it as a sign the universe is trying to humble me today." he joked, nodding at her request as he started towards the reception desk. "i never knew you were interested in cooking, do you come to classes like these often?" he questioned.

where: cooking class at sur la table in hell's kitchen

brown eyes increase in size at the sight of junho with an ice pack on his head. “junho, oh my gosh, are you okay?” gently lifting his hand to inspect the injury. her hope was to spend a nice, quiet evening with him, a sharp contrast to the lively parties they normally connected at. hopefully this isn't a sign of a jinxed night, she thinks.

but his joke puts her at ease, and she lets out a soft laugh, still mixed with some genuine empathy. “maybe this is the universe’s attempt at evening the playing field, so that i’m not entirely embarrassed tonight.” she concludes with a warm smile. cooking isn't and has never been her thing, but she knows junho enjoys it. more than that, truth is, she hopes tonight will provide some inspiration to plan something more intimate that he might enjoy, something more low-key with less people (and be able to recruit his help at the same time.) "c'mon, let's go check in."

[ceojunho]

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"i suppose this is the price i must pay for something i'm not even genetically responsible for." junho droned, the absence of emotion in his voice somehow making his statement even more dramatic as he held the ice pack to his head. "why do they make cars so low these days? that door frame was out to get me before i even got in."

[ceojunho]

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"do you ever feel as though the passing of time is getting faster everyday?" junho questioned the corners of his lips turned down as he pondered why this past year had gone by so fast. "i suppose time in relevant, i just haven't put much thought into that until recently."

[ceojunho]

[ NA INWOO, CIS MAN, HE/HIM] — i’m pretty sure that was just JUNHO HWAN of  OLD MONEY that just passed by. the THIRTY year old FORTUNE 500 CEO has been a resident here in the upper east side for SIX YEARS.  they’re known for being DEDICATED & LOYAL, but i overheard someone mention they’re also ALOOF & SECRETIVE…considering they’re a LIBRA i think there might be some truth to it. but maybe that’s just because they’re always worried someone might find out about redacted.  something about them has always reminded me of THE SCENT OF VANILLA COLOGNE, A FURROWED BROW, LATE NIGHT DRIVES THROUGH THE CITY  but maybe that’s just because they like to COOK & WRITE in their free time

QUICK STATS

name: junho hwan

nickname(s): jun (by those closest to him)

gender: cis man

pronouns: he / him

age: 30

dob: october 13th 19993

pob: seoul, sk

orientation: bi-curious

social group: old money

APPEARANCE

height: 6'4 "

build: muscular

ethnicity: korean

eye colour: brown

hair colour: dark brown

notable features: big tall man

style: business wear

tattoos: n/a

piercings: n/s

PERSONALITY

positive traits: dedicated, loyal, level headed, intelligent, resourceful

negative traits: aloof, secretive, distance, workaholic,

likes: reading, cleaning, coffee in any form, cooking, his cat,  changing into something comfortable after work, 

dislikes: traffic, smoking, mushrooms, ketchup on fries, people who don’t like cats, 

CAREER & EDUCATION

current occupation: CEO of Advanced Tech (a subdivision of Hwan Enterprises)

past occupation(s): intern, manger, creative director

degree(s): masters degree in business & finance

BIOGRAPHY

tw: cheating, neglect, verbal abuse in the world of generational wealth where money controls everything, it’s easy to believe junho hwan has the world in the palm of his hand. born into one of the richest business families in south korea as the eldest son there was never a question that he was destined for success. but life was never as simple as it seemed on the surface, starting with the fact junho’s birth was the result of his father’s affair with a pretty secretary. not wanting the world to know his son was a bastard, his father and his wife paid for his birth mother’s silence, raising him as though he was their legitimate child, something junho believed he was for most of his life. he never understood his mother’s coldness towards him growing up, and why she seemed to always favour his younger siblings more than him, often ignoring junho, or holding him to higher standards than anyone else. her lack of motherly affection and seeming resentment towards him, always had him pushing himself to be the best he could be to win her praise, yet no matter how hard he tried in her eyes he always fell short. if it wasn’t for the kind nanny who treated him with such love and endearment, he’s not sure what kind of person he would have ended up as. yet there was always that noticeable distance in his family, how his mother insisted he were to study abroad during the school year, sending him away to prestigious private schools under the guise of ‘bettering his education’ while his siblings were kept close to home. what hadn’t been expected was just how much junho would thrive abroad, he was a star student and athlete, his shelves lined with his accolades. he even managed to get into an ivy league university in america without his family needing to pull any strings, simply on his merit alone. yet every summer when he returned home, there was still an undeniable tension in their house. his mother’s lack of interest in his life was obvious, going as far as minimizing his success in favour of boasting of his other siblings, creating a natural rift between them for a reason he could never understand. it wasn’t until he was twenty-four having just graduated from university that he finally had the courage to call her on her behaviour. resulting in an argument that finally revealed he wasn’t her son, but the son of his father’s old secretary, who was the same woman that nannied him as a child just so she could stay in his life. this realization had junho question the very foundations of his life and what he thought he knew. it explained his mother’s constant resentment and verbal abuse, he was the reminder of his father’s infidelity. yet this fact still didn’t excuse the neglect, he was a child who suffered at her hands for something he had no control over. at this time junho had tried to cut all contact with his parents, angry with them for keeping such a secret from him. but his father couldn’t let him go, junho had been raised from birth to be the next chairman one day, he was already moulded into the perfect leader. not wanting that to go to waste he instead offered to let junho live his life abroad, working at their american division as the ceo of advanced tech, a fortune 500 company and one of their most profitable conglomerates. he knows his father hopes that one day junho will forgive him and want to return back to korea to properly take over the hwan empire. but even after six years the wounds still feel to fresh, and he’s content living his life in new york.

HEADCANONS

Attended Boarding School in France & Switzerland 

Went to an Ivy League University in America 

Has a cat named mango 

He speaks fluent korean, english & french 

used to play volleyball and did taekwondo 

seems cold and aloof but is actually a bit of a dork 

has three younger siblings

WANTED CONNECTIONS

boarding school days - he attended a boarding school in France between the ages of 8-13 and a boarding school in Switzerland between 13-17. they could have met during these days and kept contact over the years, or  recently bumped into each other again as adults. 

university friends - he studied at an unspecified ivy league university, they could have shared a class, lived in the same dorm, or attended similar clubs 

first love - someone in he met either in university, or his late years at boarding school. one of the few people he’s ever had genuine feelings for.  it was fleeting, and went too fast. likely ended due to their lives going in different directions at the time. 

business connections - people he’s met schmoozing at events and through work. they’re friendly with each other, though may not know each other too closely. 

family secrets - someone who may know he’s the illegitimate son of the hwan empire back in south Korea. they could be old family friends, or just someone who keeps up with all of the gossip.

[ceojunho]

MARRY MY HUSBAND 내 남편과 결혼해줘 dir. Park Won Gook