Jun Onishi
Jun Onishi | |
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"Reformed Prettygirl" | |
Personal Traits | |
AKA | N/A |
Age | 30 y/o |
Birthday | April 13 |
Identity | Ace Lesbian |
Pronouns | she/her |
Nationality | Japanese American |
Fun Facts | |
Likes | Fashion androgyny, mystery stories with really convoluted explanations |
Dislikes | Pushy people, cooking, really loud crowded places |
Fav. Food | Vanilla Coffee |
Fav. Color | Black/Gray/White |
Fav. Animal | Quiet ones |
Jun has never been the kind of person who could be considered 'kind' upfront. She tends to be somewhat flat affect in interactions, and seems to always be able to find something to criticise in the moment. Her cold personality tends to leave a poor first impression on others, though maybe it's on purpose, after all; she isn't interested in catering to relationships where she has to pretend to be demure to be taken seriously.
Jun is very straightforward and honest, in a way that can be offputting. She doesn't want people to get any incorrect ideas, or be lead to believe things that aren't true. This creed goes both ways; she will be honest with you if she thinks your idea is bad or you're going to make a bad decision, but she'll also be honest with you if she thinks what you're doing is right in the face of disapproval. She's quick to stand up for people who she feels are being wronged. She's very blasé in regards to dealing with difficult people, and quick to jump into situations where it seems like someone is being cornered. She has high sympathies for people who struggle to say 'no'.
She is the kind of person who likes to complain, but doesn't entertain people trying to loop her into drama. She is quick to leave situations she doesn't like. She values her personal time and is very protective of it. Friends of hers compare her to a moody cat that sits with you but almost never lets you pet it. She's not sure she agrees, but the comparison doesn't bother her much.
History
Jun grew up fairly isolated, living in a house distanced enough from other places that driving would be required to do almost anything. Struggling to make many strong personal relationships throughout school no matter how much she tried to conform to what was popular, she became burnt out and agitated, and by the end of highschool had withdrawn entirely on a social level. She saw the transition to college as a kind of escape, as though being reborn into a newer, more promising life.
She enrolled into a college in the city, throwing herself into the social scene. She moved into shared housing with two roommates, met a lot of people, went a lot of places. Intentionally trying to come across more pleasantly, she tended to make herself more small and quiet than she typically would, letting others do as they please, talk to her as they please. The heavy level of interaction frazzled her, but the idea of being completely alone frightened her. In this time frame, and still believing herself to be straight, she also ended up in a disaster relationship.
By her fourth year she began to unravel. She broke up with her boyfriend, and he proceeded to work through her friend group to convince them all to despise her. Exhausted and heavily depressed, her roommates allege that she left one day and just... didn't come back, for a long time.
The details of what exactly happened to her in that time aren't very clear to anyone. She doesn't talk about it, and her memory in some places seems fuzzy. She came some months later changed, hair short and personality blunt. She repaid what she could of the rent she missed to her former roommates, promised to pay them back the rest as soon as she could, and purposefully vanished herself from her previous social life.
Or, maybe vanished is an exaggeration. She never stopped existing. She moved herself a bit further from her previous dwellings, stopped talking to people she used to know. They could still see her around, but she didn't feel like it would help to slot them back into her life. She was different from before, after all. For now, she lives in a studio apartment, trying to wring herself through the last of her schooling and make ends meet between various debts and costs. She keeps only the company that are willling to accept her as she is, thorns and all. Despite the struggle of it all, she seems happier now. Or at least, she seems less like a stretched thread waiting to snap.
Physical Details
Jun stands at about 5'6", neither particularly thin nor particularly fat, with F-cup breasts. She has pale skin that is dotted over with small freckles, and warm brown eyes. Her hair, naturally red but recolored semi-frequently to a cool blonde, has a very straight texture, and is cut into an asymmetrically-angled bob, with blunt bangs.
At a younger age, she tended much more femmy, with ribbons, floral patterns and shades of pink; she also used to wear much more makeup as well as hiding her freckles beneath foundation. Over time, she realized that she didn't actually enjoy any of that very much, and has since begun exploring more androgynous fashion concepts, as well as uncovering an affinity for more neutral monochrome tones, fascinated by what you can do with color* blocking and layering and creating interesting looks from less complexity.
She's fairly strong with decent stamina, but she also hates the feeling of tiring herself out physically, so she tends to avoid doing much heavy physical activity as much as she can (especially if she can get someone else to do it).
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Trivia
- She cut her hair herself after an event in her life, but she went to get it more professionally styled after. Needed the catharsis but also needed herself to be presentable. If it works it works!
- Her long-term memory seems to sometimes have spots in it; she sometimes forgets people she hasn't seen in a while or forgets things she's done with others while they remember.
- She has an old Pokemon Pearl cartridge with a shiny Glameow on it. Prized possession
- She went to school for cosmetology. She intends to become a hairstylist. In the end, she still feels passionate about aesthetics.