? the more perfect a person is on the outside, the more demons they have on the inside. ?
- sigmund freud
xo, kitty season 1
minho x fem!oc
LePlum ? 2025
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" pull the trigger on the gun I gave you when we met,
i wanna be close to you
Break my heart and start a fire, you got me overnight"
- gracie abrams, close to you
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The de Leon's were a pride, another word for a family of Kings of the Jungle. Their presence a marker in the history books and their legacies foretelling their futures. It was their birthright to be another Great around Greats, another victor to a family that housed them. After all, only the winners told the story, while the others who failed to prevail were either dead or drowned out by the praise leaders received.
And that heaviness her head bears when she wears that crown is hers, and only hers, to bear alone.
It was Darling's time to prove herself as someone worthy of her mother's family name, a Rosario, and it was time that she lived up to the man's shadow that swallowed her own: her grandfather.
The crowned jewel of their bloodline, The Welcoming and Tourism Club, made leaders out of their family. It made their family name their pride. Its title and thorned crown passed along kin to kin and fates intertwined like the thorned vines that would prick their skin. If you struggle against destiny, the deeper the cut.
The Korean International School of Seoul was Darling's home away from home, a pillar to her family's legacy and a testament to her grandfather's will. She loved her family, greatly—don't get her wrong, she thinks being a legacy has its perks—but the whole point of coming here was to escape them.
Too afraid to say it aloud, she was happier without them.
Her family home was becoming too stuffy, all her sisters getting older and cramming into a matchbox. Darling had always felt like she'd catch fire in there. Too close, too compact and tense. Her sisters and parents didn't want her there—nor did she think that they really cared that she was—so leaving felt like the most viable option to her.
