- Messages
- 264
- OOC First Name
- Pheeb
- Blood Status
- Pure Blood
- Relationship Status
- Seeing Somebody
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Wand
- Curly 11 1/2 Inch Flexible Oak Wand with Hippogriff Feather Core
- Age
- 7/2028 (23)
Kimmyeon had known from the start that she wanted to be a writer. She knew there was so much power to be hand when you're the one writing the words. People would take in anything you wrote, and the young Slytherin couldn't help but go looking for an opportunity so perfect. As Kimmyeon made her way through the fifth floor corridor, she thought about the articles she could write. She'd already made notes on scenes she'd seen around the school, and she just loved the reactions of those as they read stories about themselves. They just seemed to care so much about what others thought of them.
Kimmyeon walked up to the Hogwarts Monthly office door, pausing a moment to regain her confidence. She was known for being incredibly secluded, and so social interactions weren't her best talent. Raising a closed hand to the door, she knocked hard. She had no idea who ran the school newspaper, and it could be professors for all she knew. In her left hand she had some of the stories she'd already collected, regarding other students business that she'd overheard. Knowledge is power, she reminded herself.
Kimmyeon walked up to the Hogwarts Monthly office door, pausing a moment to regain her confidence. She was known for being incredibly secluded, and so social interactions weren't her best talent. Raising a closed hand to the door, she knocked hard. She had no idea who ran the school newspaper, and it could be professors for all she knew. In her left hand she had some of the stories she'd already collected, regarding other students business that she'd overheard. Knowledge is power, she reminded herself.