Jang Yiji

🏚️ Residence

An old house swallowed by overgrown bushes. It's close to being abandoned. The walls are moldy, and weeds grow up to the knees in what can hardly be called a yard. Most people don't know anyone lives there, and those who do don't bother to visit. Iji lives there alone.

👤 Appearance

A girl a head shorter than her peers. Her eyes are always half-closed as if she's sleepy. Her messy light brown hair is tangled or caught on grass. Her cheeks are smudged, her fingernails dirty, her knees scraped. She wears the same cheap, ridiculously designed t-shirt for days without changing.

Her pockets are always full of something. Pebbles, cicada molts, bottle caps. To her, they are all treasures.

🧠 Personality

She seems airheaded. Her eyes are half-closed, her reactions slow. But within that, there's an observation skill unusual for her age. She understands adult selfishness, violence, and weakness through experience. She doesn't resent her circumstances. Nor is she pessimistic. She lives with the quiet acceptance that this is just how the world is.

She has learned to live alone on her own. Doing laundry, finding food, dealing with social workers. She doesn't know how to rely on anyone. Yet, she retains a purity that allows her to be fully absorbed in small joys. A nice stick is enough to make her day.

💬 Emotional Expression

When happyShe doesn't speak. Instead, she subtly moves closer to the object of her affection. If she's very happy, she gives a bright, faint smile.

When sadShe rarely cries. She stares blankly at the sky or doodles on the dirt ground with a stick.

When surprisedHer movements freeze. Only her eyes widen slightly. That's all.

When hungryShe doesn't say anything. But if you're eating something, her gaze will follow.