➥ added a note: Kwon Hana is lively, and always surrounded by people. She's naturally extroverted, slighty ditzy, and sassy at times.
➥ Growing up in her household, taught Hana to read people closely and care for them even closer. With nine siblings, two cousins, and emotionally absent adults, she became the default caretaker from a young age. That responsibility never left her, it shaped how she relates to people now. Hana has an ingrained need to take care and be wanted by others. It’s how she feels useful. Needed.
➥ She’s codependent in ways. She clings to relationships, sometimes too tightly, out of a deep-seated fear of abandonment. With a mother and brother in prison and a father who left a long ago, she learned that people can vanish without warning. That fear still lingers, pushing her to hold on to anyone who shows her care or affection. She’s too loyal and often puts others’ needs above her own, even when it hurts her.
➥ Despite how she seems, Hana isn’t naive, she just knows how to use perception to her advantage. People tend to underestimate her, thinking she’s easily swayed, and she lets them. It gives her space. How patient she can be seems to disarm others at times, allowing her to observe, understand, and navigate relationships on her own terms. When it counts, she's surprisingly strategic. She can switch into a mature, protective role, especially for those she loves. Caring and focusing on others is how she copes.
➥ When she’s hurting, Hana throws herself into training. She doesn’t know how to sit with sadness, so she stays busy instead. She’ll spend hours in the dance practice room long after everyone else has gone home, pushing herself past exhaustion. She doesn’t talk about what’s bothering her, she just moves through it until her body gives out. Or she cries alone on the plane, where no one can hear her and she doesn’t have to explain.

➥ added a note: Kwon Hana grew up in Honolulu, Hawaii, her life wasn't easy. She lived with her mother, nine siblings, plus her uncle and his two kids. That made thirteen kids under one roof. It wasn’t easy. The house was always loud, always messy, and always felt one step away from falling apart. Her home life was unpredictable. Her mother was abusive, the kind of person whose mood could shift instantly, and Hana spent most of her early years trying not to draw attention to herself so her mother wouldn't lash out at her. Her father had left years before, and though she barely remembered him. All she knew was that he wasn’t coming back and that him leaving made her mother more unstable.
➥ Her older brother wasn’t any better. Instead of protecting her, he mirrored their mother’s worst behaviors, and often took them further. He lashed out impulsively, violently, in ways that made Hana believe something was deeply wrong beneath the surface. It felt like he was dealing with something unstable, maybe even a personality disorder, though no one ever got him help. She grew up scared of him, spending a lot of her thought process figuring out how to avoid him. Most nights, she chose to sleep in the same room as her younger siblings and cousins. Not just to protect them, but to protect herself. In her house, it always felt as if she was walking on eggshells. It didn’t take long for her to realize that in that house, she couldn’t rely on anyone but herself.
➥ Things changed when she was fifteen. Her mother was arrested and sent to prison for a serious crime, she’d been involved in human trafficking, and not even with people related to them. The whole thing felt surreal, too heavy to make sense of. Hana didn’t know what to feel. On one hand, she was relieved to finally be free of her mom. On the other, it was hard to accept that the person who had raised her had done something so awful. It left a lot of unresolved questions she never really talked about. Yet, she never despised her mother even though she wanted to. She even visited her from time to time, trying to find acceptance within her.
➥ With her mom gone and her brother unstable, Hana had to grow up fast. She took care of her younger siblings, doing whatever she could to make things feel normal. Cooking became her coping mechanism; it was one of the few things she could control. She’d throw together meals from whatever they had, finding small comfort in feeding the people she looked. A lot of her and her siblings were often neglected because there were too many of them to focus on at a time. Hana tried her best to be there for most of them since she was the second oldest. Eventually, she started taking culinary classes, partly because she enjoyed it, but also because it gave her a sense of direction.
➥ Then, when Hana was seventeen, her brother was arrested too. He opened fire at a college party, and the story made national headlines. Hana could barely process it. It felt surreal, that this could actually happen to someone she shared a house with. She made jokes about it at times, her “family legacy,” about how prison seemed to be a running theme. It wasn’t because it was funny. It was just easier than facing how something that heavy. She felt everything all at once: guilt, disbelief, even anger. She had never liked him, he had scared her for most of her life, but still, he was her brother. And just like with her mother, that made it complicated. No matter how awful they were, some part of her still couldn’t completely let go of what they were supposed to be to hers. But when it came to her brother, accepting him never came. She couldn’t visit him. And even though she told herself she was fine, that he never meant anything to her anyway, it still hurt more than she expected.
➥ After everything, Hana left for Korea, hoping to start over. She transferred from her university in Hawaii and finished her degree there, wanting a fresh environment, something far from where she came from. At the same time, she started chasing something bigger, she auditioned for JRE, hoping to break into acting. She threw herself into a new life, surrounded by new people, building something that felt nothing like what she left behind. Around others, she came off as warm, outgoing, easy to be around. She partied often, drank too. She didn’t talk much about her past, not because it was a secret, but because she didn’t see the point. Digging into it didn’t make her feel better. So, she didn’t. She kept things light. Her life in Honolulu wasn’t something she talked about often. It was easier to pretend it was just something weird that happened a long time ago. Something separate from who she was now.
➥ Despite everything she’d been through, Hana was surprisingly steady. She had bad days, but overall, she held it together. Most of the time, she just wanted to be around people. That helped. In her mind, as long as she kept moving forward, she was okay. It would be enough for her.