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Full Character Name: Tae-song Toko; just 'Toko' to friends, though.
Character Birthday & Age: April 14th, 1990; 18.
City & Country of Birth: Bristol, England.
Pureblood, Halfblood or Muggleborn: Muggleborn
House & Year: 7th Year Hufflepuff.

Wand: 7.5 inches; myrtlewood; unicorn tail. slender, with a delicately decorated shaft.

Physical Description:

There’s nothing really remarkable about him, on the surface. Toko is an average Korean boy – messy black hair, tan skin, dark almond eyes always downcast and hidden by wire-frame glasses. He’s got a soft, round mouth that does good for hiding his slight overbite; well, maybe not so good, because he’s a compulsive lip biter. His mother is sweet enough to call them his ‘rabbit teeth’. His nose is small and pointed, another rodent-like bit about his face. A faint smattering of freckles dusts his round cheeks and tickles over the bridge of his nose.

Toko could be considered ‘nice’ looking in his own mousy, gawkish way. He’s quite petite, with a narrow little jackknife of a body topping out at just 5’5”. His hands – all long, skinny pianist fingers -- look absurdly large screwed onto such short arms. They’re usually flapping around his face like scared birds, either adjusting his glasses or brushing his too-long hair out of his eyes.

If you’re lucky enough to catch him creeping into the common room late in the night, Toko sometimes has the faint scent of perfume and butterbeer lingering around him. And no thank you, he would not like to discuss it.


Personality Description:

Toko is…really a split personality. You could even go so far as to say he sometimes becomes an entirely different person. The Toko his housemates are familiar with his a very meek, reclusive boy. He talks softly, walks softly, and really does everything softly as humanly possible. He doesn’t want to be noticed, and he doesn’t want to be a bother.

Toko is a wallflower in every sense of the word, and he seems absolutely content with that. The entirety of his school career has been like this, and he sees no point in trying to change it during his graduating year. Let people think what they want to think. God forbid he ever speak up enough to correct them.

Inside, and we’re talking really deep, is the Toko only Toko knows. He’s witty and charming and graceful; there’s a natural ease about this Tae-song that none of his schoolmates could ever imagine. Hidden from the rest of Hogwarts is a boy who’s rather vain and catty and self-indulgent, too. Toko keeps an impressive arsenal of Honeydukes sweets, collector issues of Witch Weekly, and stray bottles of nail polish in a secret compartment of his trunk. These things he only indulges in behind the safety of his drawn bed curtains or…in the anonymity of wizard London.

Toko has recently begun experimenting with dressing in drag. His moon face and tiny frame make him decently passable as a girl, with a few minor adjustments. He gets a private thrill out of putting on this new skin, this new gender, this whole new identity and going out on the town by night. There?

There, he’s Yumiko Shirasagi. The name is just another veil in itself – he’s relying on his British schoolmates not being able to tell the difference between a gussied up Korean boy and a Japanese girl.

…mostly, though, that’s just the name of the heroine from an old Muggle J-RPG he loves.


History:

Our boy’s history doesn’t have much to mention. He was born, he grew up, he developed wizard powers, was barraged with owls, and spirited away from home. But for ease, let’s break that down a bit more.

Tae-song Toko’s parents were a couple of young Muggle professionals – his mum a lawyer, his da an accountant – from one of Bristol’s ‘good’ Korean families. In that uncanny way the culture has, their mums knew each other and their mum’s mums knew each other too; it was only natural for their families to steer them towards each other. Fortunately for Gina and Min, they were fond of each other.

They had a baby, soon enough. Tae-song was raised in a blur of baby sitters, steaming pots of pho at grandma’s house, one dog (they never got another, because Berry the Labrador scared him) and many cats (that he loved very much). It was a dull and lovely stretch of years.

Things changed, however, on Toko’s eleventh birthday. Owls! Magic! Hogwarts! It was like a living dream for him, what with his love of fantasy and sci-fi. To this day, Toko would still say his 11th birthday was the best day of his life. His parents couldn’t believe it, and frankly they were terrified, but it did explain a lot of the seemingly ‘supernatural’ phenomenon that had surrounded their baby.

The amazing fantastical sheen of Hogwarts never disappeared completely, but it’s faded a lot since that first year. He fell into his studies with the devotion most meek students have, doing alright in all of his classes but never excelling too high. Even in his grades, Toko went unnoticed. He did particularly well in Herbology and Potions, and soon realized he wanted to become a healer.

His ‘alter ego’ Yumiko reared her beautifully coiffed head in the middle of his fifth year, when he stumbled upon the legendary Room of Requirement – all Toko had wanted was a toilet to rinse splattered potions reagents off his uniform, but what the room offered him was the boudoir of a French princess. Apparently, the mysterious walls of Hogwarts knew him better than he knew himself.

That kicked off a series of disguised nights on the town and, as he delved deeper, Toko used the Room of Requirement to secretly brew droughts of polyjuice potions. Yes indeed – for a few nights a month, mousy boring Tae-song Toko scampered around a plush hidden dressing room as a real girl.

Not having many close friends to begin with because of his crippling shyness, for the past three years no one has uncovered his secret. Part of him wants to be out with it, but another savors the anonymity and power he feels when he slips on the guise of Yumiko.


How Do You Fit Into Your House?: 

In spite of his skittish nature and achingly average intelligence, Toko works quietly yet diligently at every task given to him. He’s patient, helpful, and difficult to upset. This aside, he’s sometimes silently appalled by the overly-ambitious actions of Slytherin students and the brash behavior of Gryffindors. And he’s much to intellectually simple to ever hack it among Ravenclaws; while he loves books, they’re mostly fantasy Muggle throw away things and fairytales. Toko is perfectly content with the Sorting Hat’s decisio


Sum up your character in one paragraph: 

Sweet and sour. That condiment sums Toko up pretty well. On the outside, he's pleasant and forgettable little Tae-song, a middle of the road Hufflepuff boy about as enthralling as watching paint dry. He's okay with that perception though...mostly. By night, he transforms into the brassy Yumiko, an up-and-coming hurricane of a witch who likes her heels high and skirts short.

...not that anyone knows this but him, of course.