short story fanfic version

Character Analysis 

Taemin

·         Is attending Astrid’s University he's majoring in the Visual Arts.

·         On his sixteenth birthday his parents hung themselves and that has left him often disconsolate and reserved.

·         To help pay for his college intuition, he works part time at his Uncles’ burger shop, called The Itis.

·         People sometimes mistake his nephew for a girl because of his feminine looks and that irritates Key like hell.

·         He is very pretty and is sometimes mistake as a girl, which pisses him off and shows off his bad side.

·         Is very passionate about Dancing.

·         Works for his uncle’s diner.

·         Comes from a poor family and his dream is to one become a famous dancer. 

Minho

Runs  he established (with a little help from his best friend Key) after deserting his parents house.

Minho and Taemin’s uncle are longtime friends; In fact, it was Taemin’s uncle that takes Minho in after he left his family.

He helped Minho receive his business degree.

Owns his own business (Choi Agency) that he started on his own (with a little help from his best friend Key) after leaving his parents who tried to force the career of becoming a lawyer or a doctor upon him.

Mr. Lee  (Uncle)

 Taemin’s caretaker

 Ever since the incident with his brother and sister-in-law, he’s been extra protective of Taemin

For the most part, He works at his restaurant constantly bugging his nephew with orders and constantly getting annoyed with Jounghyun.

Jounghyun        

·         His parents are both prominent pianist which influenced their son to become a singer.

·         However, since money is tight he is no longer able to attend the University of Sannio; with is very expensive. So he is now continuing majoring in Performing Arts for a cheaper price at Colgate University.

·         There, he meets Taemin and the two instantly become friends.

·         He also works part time at The Itis to help pay his college fee's.

·         Is easy to get along with due to his easy-going, friendly and humorous personality; he  has a lots of fans and makes new friends on a daily basis. Although he jokes around a lot, he gets serious when the time calls for it and his up-beat attitude vanishes within seconds.

Key

·         His best friend Minho offers him a job as a business associate to help out with the business and he doesn’t hesitate to accept!

·         When it comes to handling business, he is a true diva because he wants to help expand the company and stay extremely successful.

·         His colleagues get jealous of him rather quickly and even attempt to sabotage his work ethic. Unfortunately for them, he loves all the attention.

·         Due to his fashion style, He often comes off feminine

·         He lives with Minho, they are also business partners

Onew

·         Is Minho’s brother of

·         he works as an accountant at ICN Finance, but eventually quits and lives with his brother after finally deciding to leave his parents who wouldn’t let him choose his own career.

·         He is frustrated that he is taken advantage of and often has to suppress his gayness when working.

Leeteuk

·         is Onew’s lover and is

·         They were friends back in elementary school and all the way through college. However, they're love didn’t last long. Onew caught Leeteuk  cheating on him with a girl.

·         Onew got mad at Leeteuk and out of revenge had an affair with a girl himself at a college party, but the incident was just a huge misunderstanding. Eventually they became rivals when working for different businesses.

Teaireyana Williams                                                                                   Creative Writing

January 19, 2011                                                                                                     Period 3

Autobiography

     My name is Teaireyana (tea-air-re-yon-na) Wyvernia (Y-vern-nee-yuh) Williams. I was born on February 14, 1993 to Wyvernia Brown and Andre Daniels. I am a very optimistic young woman, who always look’s at thing from a better point of view, so that they won’t seem as bad as they truly are. I’m also a very honest person. An example of my honesty is when I was in the 11^th grade, and one of the students in my pre calculus class, had all of the answers to our finial. The student with the answers passed them around to some student, and texted the answer to others. Only a few of the student counting myself did not cheat. When I was offered the paper as it was going down the row, I shook my head without even turning to the person who had it. So the just pasted it to someone else. When I received my final test score back, I found out that I passed it with a B. Almost the whole class had A’s. I was proud of myself anyway, because I passed a test, which I thought I was going to fail honestly, if I would have taken the other rout, it would have been dishonest and would have felt guilty.

     I would not be the person I am today if it hadn’t been for my mother. She teaches me all the things I need to know to take care of myself. When she gives me an allowance, it’s to make me responsible for my self. The amount of money I get each month teaches me how to balance out my money with my wants and needs. For instance if I only get $40 that month and I want to by a new book that I want to by from the book store but I have to get books for a college class for elcamino. I know to save my money for my college books, because that is more important instead of getting the new book from borders and expecting her to get the books at elcamino for me. Another thing she makes me do is chores around the house, which befits me when I get my own house to live in. I also have to watch my baby brother a lot, which gives me patents with children, now how to teach and interact with them so that when I become a parent years from now, I’d know how to be a great parent just as she is to my baby brother and I.

   I grew up in Los Angeles California. I didn’t spend much time in Los angels as a child, unless I was at school. Most of the time I was with my family, I spent lot’s of it with my cousins. My dad’s sides of the family were very close, I was with them most of the time until my mother, and father got a divorce. It didn’t make me side, I actually saw it better them being apart, they seemed much happier that way.

     I love to watch anime and read manga. Amine is Japanese cartoons and manga’s are Japanese style comic book. In my opinion, Japanese anime and manga’s have better artistic details then regular American cartoons. I also like to listen and lean about different styles of music. For example I love kpop or Korean pop music, I most of the songs that are from Korea. I even went to one of the SM Town, which is one of the music companies for many of my favorite Korean singers. It was a pleasant experience.  

   Something that I am very passionate about is Art. I love everything about it. I love to look at it and learn the history behind different pieces of art and the artist who crates them. I myself love to draw and paint. I most draw animated charters. I would love it if I could one day become an animato and graphic designer. I’m too creative to be anyone less.

      I am proud of the person I am today. I have had so much help from my mother to help me get to where I am today. I am very honest no matter what is in stake. I feel that it is very important to make other able to trust you. Without trust you can’t have any type of a decent relationship rather it with a friend, parent teach and anyone else you might encounter in my life. Life is filled with complications, so I plan on making one the most important thing in my future, which is family and my career, the most enjoyable.                   

This pic makes me cry

Now why would this make me cry you may ask, well let me tell you. This is a picture from SHINee's first concert. AND I WANTED TO GO, BUT NOOOOO I HAD TO STAY HERE BECUSE I HAD SHCOOL. It's not fair. I've love SHINee from the day they sarted. Although i was afaid of minho oppa becuse i thought he looked like an alian and i woud keep thing that onew was key. but now i know who everyone is and minhos my fave. i just wish i could of went why must i be tourtuered sp badly. WHYYYY? 

A part of the shor story i did wiyh hamham, Cat, Standford and kimmy san

- Jungsoon’s POV-

     After I introduced Ashton to his new room,  I sat on my bed and picked up the envelopes on the side of my dresser that were left in Tony's will. I looked at both of the envelopes. One was for me, the other for Ashton. I sat Ashton's mail back on the dresser, and opened mine. The letter read:

   Dear Jungsoon,                                                

       If you are reading this letter, then most likely I am dead. My doctor told me I didn’t have much more time to live so I need to prepare myself and my family. But I didn’t want you guys to pity me so I didn’t tell you. There was nothing that you or anyone else could have done, but before I leave, there is one thing that I ask of you. Take care of my nephew Ashton for me. You always ask me how you can pay me back for all I’ve done for you, well taking care of him, and helping him is what you can do for me. Take care and don't over work yourself. I am proud of how much you’ve grown, you were always like a son to me.

          With love, Tony.

I felt the hot tears fall down my face. To me he will always be the father I always wanted. After sitting for a few moments I wiped the tears away from my eyes, I gathered the other envelope that was for Ashton and headed to his room. I hope Ashton and I become friends. I heard a lot about him from Tony when I visited him. He sounded like a good kid, just a good kid with a sad past. Once I walked into the room, I was horrified. Ashton’s body was leaning weakly against the headboard of the bed, his eyes dazed. He was holding some sort of medication.

          “Ashton!” I heard myself cry out as I ran to him. As I got closer, I could hear that he was counting. I grabbed the bottle out his hands and examined it. It was an antidepressant. I let out a deep sigh. I was relieved on the fact that he would be fine, but I don’t know about emotionally. All I could do was stare at him as he drifted off to sleep.

 I was filled with nothing but sadness and confusion. There was no need to ask the question ‘why was he so depressed?’ the answer was quite obvious. This boy had been through so much. How am I supposed to help someone that’s in so much pain? I sat for hours trying to figure out a way to help him feel better. Then suddenly he started to wake up.

          “Ashton?” I shook him gently. His eyes widened and he shot straight up. He looked at me confused. I looked in his eyes, and all I could see is sadness. He looked at the bottle that was in my hand and tears started to fill his eyes. I pulled him into a hug. He tried to push me off, but I just held him tighter and he soon gave up and began sobbing into my chest.

          “That really was a stupid thing to do. Killing yourself won’t bring you any happiness. You might make the pain go away in your heart, but in reality you'll only hurt others.” I said softly.

          “W-why do… you c-care? You d-don’t even… know… me!” He said in between sobs, “you're just looking after me because you have to. I just want the pain to go away!” he moaned.

          “Do you honestly believe that death will solve that? If you were to die now, all the things your Uncle ever did for you would be for nothing. Do you think it would please him in any way, if you killed yourself.” He became silent and looked up at me.

          “He’s put so much effort into giving you a better life, so don’t give it up. Your parents' and Uncle may not be here anymore, but you are, so why not just live for them."

I then released him from my grip and he just stared at me.

            “Here,"  I said handing him the envelope. "Your uncle left this for you.”

After he finished reading the letter a light smile spread across his face.

            “You have a beautiful smile, you should do it more often.” I said to him and he blushed. How cute! 

            “About my Uncle's funeral," he said,  looking concerned. "How—”

            “Don’t worry about any of that. Leave it up to me.”

            “Thank you,” he replied. I stayed with him for the rest of the night, I was afraid to leave him alone. I helped him get his room organized, as we talked and got to know each other. He was really a good person. He had a beautiful personality to match his smile. He was kind of clumsy too; he kept tripping over things, which made him blush out of embarrassment. Tomorrow was the day for the funeral.