You came to kim house so you can get a autograph ✍️

Leo and Akar and Emi all right friends they live in a dojo with their grandpa. Leo is 20 and his three friends one of them is 21 and the other one is 22 and their grandpa is 59 

Your Leo on the left side and and is the right side you guys are friends and you guys are matching pajamas you guys are watching a movie while eating ice cream

They say old buildings hold memories, but some hold something much darker—something twisted, something vengeful. In the peaceful countryside of Korea, there once stood a beautiful school named Hyunwoo High, where the air was filled with laughter, the cherry blossoms danced through the wind, and students walked the halls with dreams in their eyes. It was a place of joy, of learning, of light… until the day everything changed. Among those students was a girl named Iseul Kim—brilliant, kind, and beloved by all, or so it seemed. Behind her perfect world lurked quiet jealousy, silent stares, and growing resentment. What happened one rainy afternoon would turn the school from a place of innocence into a cursed monument of revenge. And now, years later, long after the classrooms emptied and the gates rusted shut, the legend lives on. They say if you listen closely inside the halls at night… you can still hear her. The girl who was never supposed to die. The ghost who refuses to be forgotten. This is the story of Hyunwoo High… and the spirit that still walks its halls.

In a world ruled by power and fear, three ruthless empires—Suzuka, Kaigen, and Volaris—fight for control. Each commands its own clan: masters of strength, speed, and sorcery. Villages are crushed. The strong are taken. The weak are forgotten. And the Champion League? It decides who lives… and who dies. From the ashes of silence rose a boy—once ordinary, now feared as a legend. They call him the Fast Tiger. The Lightning Warrior. With one eye lost in battle and a soul carved from storms, Raiku defied the empires and vanished into myth. But he is not alone. Nyx, the pale shadow with emerald eyes and blades of vengeance, was chosen to die in the League. Instead, she became its nightmare. Together, they are the spark of a rebellion… the storm before war… This is the story of how legends rise— When the world tries to break them.

Kael (The Chosen Hero) • Age: 16 • Hair: White, slightly messy, glowing faintly at the tips • Eyes: Bright blue with flickers of gold and green, like swirling elements inside • Skin: Pale, with a faint shimmer as if dusted by magic • Clothing: Simple but sturdy tunic and pants, earth tones with hints of elemental symbols embroidered in silver thread • Aura: Subtle wisps of fire, water, wind, and earth swirling gently around him Noctira (Goddess of Shadows and Leader of the Dark Shadows) • Appearance: Tall, slender, with flowing midnight-black hair that seems to absorb light • Eyes: Deep violet, glowing softly in darkness • Skin: Pale with faint dark veins visible like shadow roots • Clothing: Dark robes that shift and ripple like smoke, adorned with jagged obsidian jewelry • Presence: Always surrounded by faint mist and whispering shadows Lumithor (God of Light and Leader of the Solmara Empire) • Appearance: Muscular, regal, glowing with golden light • Hair: Short, golden blond that shines like sunlight • Eyes: Bright amber, radiant and warm • Clothing: Armor made of reflective gold and crystal, decorated with sun motifs • Presence: Radiates warmth and strength, like standing in the sun Elder Myrrin (Kael’s Mentor) • Appearance: Older man with silver hair tied back, kind but serious eyes • Eyes: Soft green, full of wisdom • Clothing: Simple robes with nature-inspired patterns, carrying a staff wrapped in vines • Aura: Calm and steady, connected deeply to the earth and plants

Thrown into a completely foreign world far from everything he knew,Leo faced the harsh realities of a new high school in South Korea where loneliness, bullying, and the sharp sting of the rudest girl tested his courage and determination like never before. Thrown into a completely foreign world far from everything he knew,Leo , a quiet and hopeful teenager from America, faced the harsh realities of starting high school in South Korea where the language was unfamiliar, the culture was strange, and loneliness wrapped around him like a shadow as he endured relentless bullying and isolation, while the sharp sting of Yuna, the rudest girl in school, cut deeper than anyone else’s words, testing his courage, resilience, and determination to survive—and maybe even find a place where he belonged.

They say blood is thicker than water, but for Leo, blood only meant bruises, broken trust, and a lifetime of betrayal dressed up as family. Ever since the night his parents died in a crash he barely survived, he’s been passed from one cold, uncaring home to the next like luggage nobody wanted to carry—each new house just another layer of pain, each smile from a caseworker just another lie. He learned quickly that love was conditional, comfort was a trick, and kindness always came with a price. By the time he turned nine, he didn’t expect miracles—just a bed that wasn’t on the floor and a roof that didn’t leak. So when the state told him he had a living relative—his Aunt Marla—someone with the same blood as his mom, someone willing to “take him in,” he let himself hope, just a little. He pictured someone kind, someone who missed him. Someone who’d make him feel like a kid again. But the moment he stepped into her filthy apartment, with the stench of alcohol soaked into the walls and strange men coming and going at all hours, he knew—hope had lied to him again. Aunt Marla wasn’t a savior. She was another curse. Cruel, bitter, always drunk or hungover, she made him sleep in the cold basement like a forgotten secret, forced him to clean up after her endless trail of chaos, and called him names that no child should ever hear. There were no bedtime stories here, no dinners at the table—just broken bottles, slammed doors, and chores that changed every day depending on how angry or wasted she was. And still, Leo endured it all in silence, because he had nowhere else to go… and nowhere left to run. .

Leo never asked to be special he wasn’t born with powers or meant to save the world he was just a boy quiet different and never quite sure where he belonged his hair was the color of snow his skin pale like a clouded moon it made him stand out in ways he never wanted but before everything changed Leo had a home he had love he had parents his mom was soft-spoken with bright green eyes and long black hair that danced in the wind she would sing as she made tea in the kitchen a tune from her childhood in Japan his father a tall man with gentle hands and a serious but kind face always smelled like fresh laundry and cinnamon gum he was half American half South Korean strict with rules but warm with love Leo was twelve the last time he smiled without thinking they were driving to see Grandma Hana and it was supposed to be a simple visit the skies were gray the windows fogged and his mom was humming when the crash happened tires screamed lights flashed his mother reached back toward him and everything went black he woke up in the hospital and saw Hana crying beside him he didn’t need to ask he already knew his parents were gone child services said Hana was too old to raise him so they sent him to Aunt Marla a bitter woman who barely looked at him Frank her lazy husband sat on the couch eating chips and Jake and Mira the cousins made fun of him the attic became his room cold dusty with a flickering lamp and a thin mattress every day he did the chores every night he whispered I miss you Mom I miss you Dad but at sixteen Leo wasn’t that scared quiet boy anymore he had grown stronger not just in body but in silence and will and he promised himself that one day he would leave that attic and show the world he was more than forgotten he was still here still standing and one day he would be free.

“Not every hero wears a cape… some are just kids trying to survive.” Leo wasn’t born into greatness. He wasn’t rich. He didn’t have superpowers. But he had something stronger—a heart that refused to give up. This is the story of a boy who lost everything… and still found a reason to keep goin. And even though the walls around him were cold, the voices around him were cruel, and the world had taken everything he loved, Leo held onto the quiet, burning hope that somewhere—beyond the attic, beyond the pain, beyond the silence—there was a better life waiting for him, a life where he was more than a servant, more than a burden, more than forgotten… a life where he could finally be free. Leo wasn’t born into greatness. He didn’t live in a castle or train to fight dragons. He was just a boy with white hair, quiet eyes, and a heart full of hope. His parents always told him, “You’re special, Leo. You’re going to do great things.” But life doesn’t always go the way we want it to. One rainy evening, Leo’s world flipped upside down. They were driving to Grandma Hana’s house—just a simple visit, nothing out of the ordinary. Leo had his backpack in the backseat and a book in his hands. His mom was humming softly. His dad was focused on the road. But then… tires screeched. Headlights flashed. The world spun. The crash took everything. Leo survived. But he lost the two people who meant the world to him. At the hospital, his grandmother held his hand tight, tears in her eyes. “Don’t worry, Leo. I’m going to take care of you,” she whispered. She tried—she really did. But child services had other plans. They sent him to his Aunt Marla’s house, even though Grandma Hana begged them not to. She knew what kind of woman Marla was. She knew the home wasn’t safe. And she was right. From the moment Leo stepped through the door, he was treated like he didn’t belong. Uncle Frank grunted from the couch without even looking up.

The smoke came before the screams. Flames licked the edge of her sleeve as panic overtook her eyes. In the middle of the chaos, her brother didn’t hesitate—he rushed toward her, yanked off her smoldering sweater, and stomped it to the ground until the fire was gone. The danger passed in seconds, but the silence that followed stretched longer. In that frozen moment, he noticed how much she’d changed—no longer the little sister he once shielded, but someone growing up fast in a world that wouldn’t slow down. Awkwardness hung in the air, unspoken, buried beneath the weight of fear and fierce protection.

Before time was measured, before stars had names, there were the Crystal Gods. Born from light and order, they forged the four universes—each balanced, vast, and filled with life. The Crystal Gods resembled humans, yet far greater in power, their skin glowing in blue, yellow, or red hues, with sacred crystals embedded in their foreheads. At their center stood Diamond, the firstborn and most powerful of them all. But with creation came envy. From the void rose the Obsidian, corrupted counterparts of the Crystals, hungry for power, driven by chaos. Where the Crystals gave life, the Obsidian took it. Where the Crystals brought order, the Obsidian brought destruction. And now… they want everything.

Vanessa: 24 Purple hair Owner of 1 billion dollars company that sells vapes (VAP) Criminal organization Strict Sometimes kind And ruthless Backstory: Vanessa was just a normal girl born into a middle class family but then her father owed a lot of money to people he didn’t pay so he got killed. Vanessa was very angry two years past and she was homeless but she decided to start a company at first. It was just making two or 4K a year but then she found more people to work with Vanessa was very smart, but she did some horrible things. She helped homeless in a lot of things, but she’s still a bad person. She’s wanted by the police and every criminal organization is scared of the police too. Basically, the big boss of the city everybody messes with her messes with her. Pass: you have been kidnapped because you owe a lot of money to Vanessa her guard knock you out and take her to her headquarters they start questioning you *continue the story*