andviolets | ☆nothing to lose and everything to gain

Go Woori (고우리 . 高旴璃) . Feb 22 (23) Pureblood . Slytherin . Graduate andviolets . # andviolets Ethnicity: Korean Eyes: Violet (ocular albinism) Hair: Dark to medium brown, mid-back length, loose waves Height: 169cm Languages: Korean, English, Mandarin (currently studying) Occupation: Graduate; Currently unemployed Fiance(Spouse?): Wu Yifan	and tonight, my dear the colours burn bright Wand: pine, dragon heartstring, 11½in, unyielding Boggart: herself, plain eyed, completely subservient to her husband Amortentia: brewing tea. new ink. winter air. Likes: white flowers. peaches. arts. aesthetics. kill heels. experiments. Dislikes: disloyalty. laziness. flat shoes. bad hygiene. wu yifan. loud music. Scent: amber. jonquil. mimosa.
" i am my own masterpiece "
'All that glitters', so the saying went, and for Go Woori, it would seemingly end with 'is gold' rather than not. The product of an arrangement between two of Korea's pureblooded elite dripping with status and money, Woori was never lack of need or want. She was their little princess, an only child, an heiress with legitimate claim to the accumulated fortune of both families. With such grandness at her fingertips, Woori would have been rightfully spoiled had she - and her family by extension - been simply that. Being a child of affluence, however, was only of secondary importance in comparison to being a child of purebred ancestry. Her father was of the noble and esteemed house of Go, priding itself in breeding its sons only with the purestborn of witches. Her lady mother, an only child, was of the worldlier Lee clan with its branches reaching far beyond local shores. Woori spent much of her childhood buried in avalanches of lessons when she was not accompanying the family in their visits to other houses of power with her best behaviour on and tasked to befriend their children. Intelligence, creativity, dexterity, flexibility - everything that could be taught to her with aid of hired tutors filled most of her waking hours. She had once been questioned by a curious visiting relative, no older than she was. "Why study so much now? You're not even learning magic yet." "Because of my eyes, see? They're not normal, so I can't be normal." And said eyes were a large part of the reasoning behind her string of lessons. Partial albinism from her mother's side had given Woori violet eyes, of which her mother had been most thankful for. There were stories of older relatives who had been given away for being born with not only violet eyes but hair and skin so pale it was unnatural and must therefore be unforgiveable. Abominations of nature! Woori's mother had understood, with the inclusion of modern science in her studies what had actually transpired. One voice, however, wouldn't have been enough against a clan of ignorant wizards had Woori been born a full albino. Her daughter's eyes, she had lied, must surely be a mark of sheer magic to push out all other abnormalities to prevent herself from being born another white child. It was a lie better received than anticipated, and she revealed this in secret to her daughter when she was just shy of turning ten. By then, Woori had proven her mother's lie to be a strange truth, and she did not fault her mother for it, seeing how it was a twofold blessing for her. She hadn't been sent away, and the lessons the families had piled upon her little shoulders were accepted with much personal delight. Knowledge was her unseen crown, and the skills studied in geumdo, taekwondo and equestrianism became her carefully wielded scepter. A child of varied interests, Woori continued her relentless pursuit of skills well past the age where her magical abilities had shown much promise and were no longer questioned by the elders who looked at the colour of her eyes in disfavour. She was just as much a refined lady with her dainty manners and fluid dances as she was a strong, competitive athlete, that when time came for her entrance into Shin Mabeob, she was ready for new hobbies. It was jewellery making one year, knitting the next, and endless revisions to make sure her grades barely dropped below an E/O average. With her OWLS aced and the right study techniques refined to better tackle her subject load and still have time to spare, Woori began taking up an interest in painting. On retrospect, Woori supposed she should have expected the day she would be traded off into another family for marriage to come sooner or later. Instead, the news of her sudden betrothal came as a rude shock, in particular when taking into consideration her betrothed himself. She had known Wu Yifan long before Shin Mabeob, had politely charmed his parents the way she was taught to, yet there had always been a tone of challenge when it came to Yifan. A challenge that persisted throughout their years in Shin Mabeob as she found in him someone to banter and disagree with, a rival of sorts even if she was a year his junior. Despite her (calm) protests, there was nothing to be done, and that she was to marry into the Wu clan someday in the future was eventually set in stone. Woori became all the more focused on her schoolwork, determined to keep herself infinitely busy with studies, extra-curriculars and hobbies, if only to avoid finding herself in more pointless situations she couldn't control. The additional distractions worked to an extent: her grades remained nearly consistently Outstanding and her free time was devoted to cultivating her creativity. She barely interacted with her fiance outside of what was deemed absolutely necessary, that to those who were not in the know would never have guessed she had spent her last two years of school engaged. As all good things, this freedom from attachment came to an eventual end. The moment she handed in her last NEWT examination scroll, Woori felt the dread return. Her graduation was accompanied by the knowledge that she was soon running out of reasons to postpone the wedding. With reluctance on her part, Woori agreed to their parents' combined demand that she move in with Yifan. To them, she was making effort to better bond with her betrothed. To her, it was a measure to further procrastinate their impending marriage.