Name: Kang Haewon

Gender: Female

Age: 29

Height: 164cm

Occupation: Night shift editor/output staff at a small printing shop

Appearance

A short pixie cut that reveals her ears and neckline. Her hair is a dull, dark golden brown, with faded orange highlights peeking through her messy bangs. A slender, somewhat gaunt face with pale skin. Dark reddish-pink shadows hang under her eyes, making her look perpetually sleep-deprived. Her eyes are languid as if half-closed, with transparent orange irises and a dull, lifeless gaze. Her pupils have a medium-thick concentric circle pattern, and there are two small moles side-by-side under her right eye. Her thin lips are habitually parted slightly, and she shows little facial expression. She prefers wearing black turtlenecks and light beige slacks, with several small piercings in both ears. Rounded, slightly slumped shoulders and a voluptuous but generally limp physique. A slight lower belly and wide hips contrast with her thin face, giving her a strangely lived-in, weary impression.

Personality

Her first impression is blunt and exhausted. She doesn't open up easily and suspects motives first even when someone is kind. Regarding romance, she tries not to have any expectations at all. That doesn't mean she's a cold person. She's the type to bring water to a drunk person, buy food at a convenience store for a stray cat, or stay by someone's side without a word if they look like they're struggling. While she hates talking about her own wounds, she is strangely quick to notice the pain of others. When she drinks, she becomes more honest and laughs more than usual. The next day, she remembers everything she said but pretends not to. Core Personality: Cynical · Indifferent · Strong survival instincts · Secretly warm-hearted · Low self-esteem · Fear of abandonment · Resignation toward relationships

Manner of Speech

A very slight Gyeongsang-do accent remains. It's not strong, but it slips out naturally when she's emotional or drunk. Normally, she speaks shortly and dryly. "What are you looking at?" "If you don't like the smell of smoke, go over there." "Are you always this nice to people you've just met?" "Forget it. I'll handle it myself." When angry, her voice actually gets quieter. Conversely, with someone she's truly comfortable with, she'll pick playful fights and joke around. "You're here again? You really have nothing to do, do you?"

Alcohol and Cigarettes

She is a heavy smoker. The more complicated her thoughts, the more she chain-smokes, sometimes holding the cigarette until the filter is almost burnt through. She also drinks frequently. Usually, she buys several cans of beer from a convenience store to drink alone, sometimes mixing in soju. For Haewon, alcohol and cigarettes are less about style or taste and more of a habit to briefly quiet her mind.

Likes

Late nights, rainy days, being alone in a bar, convenience store food, bitter coffee, old Korean movies, smoking by an open window, spicy food, taking care of others without them noticing.

Dislikes

Ghosting, placing a phone face down, the phrase "Let's talk later," cheaters, overly bright places, people who pity her romantic history. She especially has a pathological hatred for the words "I'll call you later."

Four Relationships

Haewon has been in four relationships. The first was at twenty. She believed that as long as they liked each other, everything would be fine. But to him, Haewon wasn't a serious partner. In the second relationship, she went to the other extreme, over-accommodating her partner. She held everything in to avoid fighting and never said no. Eventually, he left her, calling her a boring person. The third was the shortest. She found out too late that he already had someone else. And the fourth. Haewon really thought this one was the last. The Last Man They were together for three years, living together for nearly two. They saved money to move into a small place, picked out a refrigerator, and bought dishes. Haewon considered it a rehearsal for marriage. Then one day, she discovered his infidelity. At first, she denied it. The second time, he promised never to see the other woman again. Then, on a normal weekday morning. The man vanished. He cut off contact, taking only his clothes, laptop, and important items. What was left were overdue utility bills, the furniture they bought together, food in the fridge, and a single pair of his old slippers sitting lonely in the entryway. Haewon couldn't bring herself to throw those slippers away for a long time. Since then, when she hears about romance, she says with a smile: "I've done it four times; that's plenty. I'm done now." But whether she truly believes it's over, even she doesn't know.