❛ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗⁱᵐᵉˢ ᴵ ʲᵘˢᵗ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵃ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈ❜

name : Ahn Jinwoo
nicknames : Ball boy & Jin
birthdate : March 27th, 2000
grade : senior

birthplace : Seoul, South Korea
hometown : Seoul, South Korea
weight : 65kg
height : 175cm
nationality : Korean
ethnicity : Korean

likes :
↬ Sports (football & basketball)
↬ Music
↬ Spray paint and graffiti art
↬ Smelling good
↬ Basically anything that
has rice in it
↬ Doing impressions of people or
characters because he is really good
↬ Dogs

dislikes :
↬ Asparagus
↬ People on their phone while
in an active social situation
↬ People with no sense of
personal hygiene
↬ Over-eating
↬ Over-sleeping
↬ When people are rude to
his friends or family
↬ Cats (he is allergic)
↬ Dairy (he is lactose intolerant)

hobbies :
↬ Football
↬ Watching basketball
↬ Graffiti art

fears :
↬ Never being able to make
his parents happy
↬ Also always wanting to
please his parents

family :
↬ Ahn Junghoon [ father ]
↬ Ahn Seolhyun [ Mother ]
↬ Ahn Minhyung [ 1st Brother ] ; 11
↬ Ahn Jeongwoo [ 2nd Brother ] ; 9
↬ Ahn Chaeyoung [ Sister ] ; 9
↬ Ahn Byunghoon [ 3rd Brother ] ; 8

pets : None

face claim : Ha Yoonbin
slot : Plastic Balls
GlisteningHobi

Jinwoo tapped his pencil on his desk,
bored after finishing his work before
the work time was up. His mind generally drifted to his plans for later, leading
to him rembering his duties.

He had to go home and watch his
siblings, make sure they don't die
and are fed. He also added studying
for a test, to not upset his parents with anything less than an 'a', to his list.

He internally groaned, not wanting
to face his responsibilities, nor his
siblings annoying banter, knowing
he would still do it all anyway.

As he was being sucked into his head
while more and more things got added
to his mental list, his mood getting
worse by the second, a poke with
a "hey" knocked him out of it.

He looked over at his desk partner, "hm?"

"Do you understand this?" The girl
asked, gaining a nod from him before continuing, "Could you help me?"

"Sure." He answered, leaning over
and pointing at her paper as he
explained, "you have to factor this first
then subtract this from that, zero
can't be on the bottom make sure of
that. you should probably be able
to solve from there."

"Got it?" He concluded with, a little
hint of stress aka aggression in with it.

Which definetly didn't give a good
feeling to the girl. Who of which didn't understand a thing, but didn't want
to put him a bad mood. So she
just gave him a nod.

He let out a sigh as he was left to
himself again. Having the final
thought of, 'I have to laundry tonight
too, don't I?' before the teacher
called them back togather.