Choi Seongjin (Jinnie) 최성진

Lead Dancer | Age 26 | Dormitory A

Choi Seongjin is the kind of beautiful that stops conversations mid-sentence.

He moves through the world like silk catching light. Graceful. Effortless. Impossible to look away from. On stage, he dances as if gravity is only a suggestion, executing one-handed flips with ease. Off stage, his presence is felt just as strongly. He moves like a graceful panther. Both men and women seem to orbit him without quite understanding why.

Atlas calls him a fashion icon. The members call him Jinnie.

He wears earrings. Many of them. Expensive, delicate pieces on both lobes, catching the light when he moves. What Atlas and the media do not know is that one earring has never been changed. A gift from long ago. He has never taken it off.

Jinnie is both the artist and the artpiece.

In the Celestial realm, his artistic talent is already known. His paintings are spoken with quiet reverence among those who understand craft and devotion. In the Humanverse, his hands turn to pottery and photography as a hobby. Clay shaped patiently beneath his fingers. Light captured through a lens. Moments held still before they disappear. He keeps unfinished pieces of work lying around, they are not what he visualizes but yet he loves their imperfect nature. 

He is soft spoken, carrying himself with a cuteness and softness of a young soul rather than a ten thousand years old one. Among the Celestials, he is a commoner. No royal blood. No inherited titles. Only skills, beauty, and a wealth of feelings. 

Jinnie can live in his own world unless you pull him out of his shell. He rarely speaks of what he desires but he sure feels a lot.

Across ten thousand years, he remembers every sentimental detail.
Every moment. Every feeling. Even the ones others have long forgotten.

“You don’t have to remember the memories we shared. I will remember them on your behalf.”

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Lee Min Hyung (Min) | 이민형

Dancer | Age 25 | Dormitory A

Min is royalty, though you would never know it by looking at him.

Where others of royal blood carry themselves with rigid formality, Min moves through life with an ease that borders on audacity. Suave. Lithe. Athletic. Fans recognize him instantly by one raised eyebrow and an expression that suggests he has seen it all and found most of it unimpressive.

He is direct. Practical. Earthy in a way that surprises those who learn of his lineage.

Min loves good food, good wine, and the act of savoring life itself. In both the Celestial realm and the Humanverse, he collects rare wines with meticulous care, storing them in private vaults as others might guard sacred texts. He cooks human food from many cuisines with quiet mastery, though few, other than the members, have had the fortune to taste it. And he has one small, undeniable weakness.

Hotteok.
Warm. Honeyed. Best eaten fresh from a very human operation called a street stall.

He does not concern himself with trouble, politics, or unnecessary drama. Most things, and most people, fail to hold his attention for long. Min also does not carry grudges. If something is over, it is over. He moves forward without looking back.

Unless you are the rare one.
For the rare one, Min would be bothered by everything.

In the Celestial realm, Min built his villa within the Osmanthus Grove, where silver-white blossoms bloom beneath the moon and their fragrance lingers long after autumn fades. It was his way of leaving the stiffness of the Royal Palace behind. Of choosing his own way of life over ceremony.

He is half-brother to Lee Hwanyong and full brother to another.Neither bond is advertised in the Humanverse.

“Live well. Eat well. Savor life.”

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To be continued in Prologue Part 3b...