• Birthame: Bongyoung Park
• Born: August 7th, 1991
• Place of Birth: Seoul, South Korea
• Height: 181 cm (5′11″)
• Weight: 64 kg (141 lbs)
• Eye Color: Brown
• Education: Attended Hanlim Arts High School – Majoring in Street Dance.

• Hobbies: Skateboarding, dancing, shopping; running a blog;
• Pets: A dog;
• Favorite Color: Red;
• Favorite Food: Pizza;
• Favorite Sport: Basketball;
• Favorite Holiday: New Years;
• Favorite Music Genres: Rap, R&B, Hip hop;
• Favorite Musicians: Chris Brown, Justin Bieber, Ty Dolla $ign, Fetty Wap;
• Secret Talent(s): Beatboxing, playing the guitar.

• Uɴᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ Tʀɪᴘ: Your character picks up a hitch-hiker on their way home from work. The hitch-hiker (Bongyoung) tries to persuade your character to leave everything and drive him across the country.
• Tʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇsᴏᴍᴇ Nᴇɪɢʜʙᴏʀ: Your character and Bongyoung are neighbors. Bongyoung, however, is so noisy that your character can neither work nor sleep, therefore they decide to take action.
• Sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀ Nᴇɪɢʜʙᴏʀs (Tᴀᴋᴇɴ): Your character and Bongyoung have been neighbors from quite some time but have never really talked to each other. One faithful night your character sees him jumping out of the window and decides to follow him through the dark city streets (or vice-versa).
• Iɴᴛᴇʀɴᴇᴛ Bᴜᴅs: Despite hav...

• Pᴏᴏʟ Pᴀʀᴛʏ (Tᴀᴋᴇɴ): Your character and Bongyoung are at a common friend's birthday party which happens to be at their house with an enormous pool. Bongyoung feels a bit uncomfortable swimming in front of strangers, so he simply walks around in his swim trunks, noticing he isn't the only one.
• Nᴏ Cᴀʀ, Nᴏ Pʀᴏʙʟᴇᴍ: A sunny day in a popular seaside town in Korea. It's the first day of Bongyoung's vacation and unfortunately he finds out he has to walk 2 miles in order to reach the beach. For that reason he holds his thumb up while walking along the lonely road, hoping someone would eventually give him a lift. (Hint: Your character's supposed to pick him up.)

The resounding of an orange rubber sphere consistently hitting concrete could be heard coming from one of Seoul’s most unvisited street courts. On the green of the court stood a tall male, dribbling the basketball with ease. A few quick steps forward led the player to bend his knees and proceed to jump. Flowing off his fingertips the ball flew for just a few seconds before going through the hoop, a familiar sound coming from the net. The rebound dropped and rolled over to the other end of the court, where an unknown figure stood in the shadows. Bongyoung squinted in the stranger’s direction and held up his hand.

“Yo, mind passing the ball over?”