Jesso
Level 8
“I asked for cooked, not raw.”
[WARNING] This is an absolute DESCRIPTIVE biography that I worked days on end for this. Please enjoy, this was so I can get his personality to exactly how it should be without any mixups.
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First Name:
Nathan
Surname:
Nathan Nguyen
Preferred Name:
Nathan
Aliases:
“Tree”
Gender:
Male
Age:
26
Height:
6’3
Build:
A 6’3 male with a mesomorphic body being well defined muscles. He’d be seen having broad shoulders. His back would be straight as it would be complemented with a 6 pack in the front of his torso. His calves would be a bit thick though a firm of a bit of a curvature at his bottoms would be shown.. A bit thicc…. Thicc-er than most girls in Karakura :EYES:
Skin Color:
Beige.
Eye Color:
Cornflower.
Hair Style:
Nicely done by BAKATACOOWO (youtube)
For some reason this is deja vu to me.. The hair..
Hair Color:
Natural Black.
Fashion:
He doesn’t like nor fancy formal, but if it’s mandatory, he’ll try to at least look presentable. He usually wears casual clothes, not really caring for the opinions of others. Might try to go for the ‘eboy’ look maybe.. Though his aesthetics are perhaps maybe trying to lean onto the vintage era.
Abnormalities:
A slight burn mark on his arm.. From cooking of course.
Date of Birth:
March 12, 1994
Place of Birth:
Australia, Melbourne
Nationality:
German, Japanese
Race:
Asian
Sexual Orientation:
Bisexual.
Appearance:
A tall man, he’d be seen with a nice smile, a pretty smile is what some people would say. Having a nice and strong australian accent he’d be a bit of a loudspeaker. Not ‘annoying’ not something to be seen as annoying. Having a nice strand of hair kinda placed in the middle of his head, too lazy to brush it out. He wouldn’t be defined as a ‘playboy’ but he would be defined as a gentleman. Having to be seen in casual wear, he’ll always try to make himself seem approachable and presentable. He does not like formal attire, unless requested. Always being a cheerful man, he is usually yelling or arguing in a jokingly manner.
“Just..”
He might seem a bit rude sometimes, but he never intends to be rude. He decides to just simply could come out sometimes a bit harsh with his actions or replies. He doesn’t have anger issues and is quite firm with his actions, a bit too bold to seem as his words are extraordinary. Others would think he’s crazy but his peers were quite inspired by him, by such spirit he put on himself, an interesting whirlwind. Always giving off this imitating appearance to him, he’s always a cheerful jolly guy. Always laughing, always talking, he’s very extroverted which makes him quite nice, quite approachable.
Personality:
He’s a bit of a charming man. But he’s fairly loud. He has quick reflexes but he tends to hesitate.. He doesn’t exactly think with his actions, but at least he knows what he’s doing. He’s not interested in trying to smash women but he’s interested in trying to look for someone who would love to have long term with him.
“I miss what we had, but we will never have what we had ever again.”
Looking for someone who is on the same boat as him is an adventure for him to have. He doesn’t like expressing his feelings through gifts and showed them unless they’re close to him, he prefers doing things, perhaps maybe doing activities together. He likes creating memories over doing things that could be spent in the span of 5 minutes.. He loves bonding with the people he hangs out, mostly with his brother, Cameron. Perhaps gifts might be given, though he could be a bit affectionate towards certain people. “Perhaps I might actually did date someone, but it didn’t turn out well, though what I believe what we had was amazing, and I search to yearn for someone just like them, but make it last.”
“Ight, BET!”
As growing up in a family of 3, having his twin brother adopted by another family, he didn’t notice what he could or should do. Always thinking back, hesitation, always self reflecting on himself, wondering if he should or should not be done. Thinking what if he could have done it, or if it was better to be left untouched or touched. He will always be in a joking manner although, having to be born with a free spirit he learned that everything shouldn’t be taken seriously all the time, trying to live while he can as he was put into a strict area, he has a wild-broad personality to fit him as a well-rounded person. Being goofy most of the time. Flameboyant he was, so bold and bright with all his actions that he will put into. Though sometimes he doesn’t know what he is doing or will end up doing for his career in life. He’ll try to at least do something, perhaps maybe slacking on it.
“I have time..”
He’s a freaking chef for crying out loud, he doesn’t have much things to do, of course being put into Master Chef and being winner in 2010, the only time he understands or understood would be preparation. Being a small cook at such a young age, he was quite laid back, a bit too laid back on his personality. He is really a relaxed person as he’s always joking half the time, getting along with his peers and co-workers. He would often- perhaps always procrastinating on his paperwork. Although- he doesn’t exactly need it. He’ll usually think twice about whether if he does have enough time to do his needs in business..
“P-PULL- Pull yourself together man..”
As a caring and passionate man for his friends, he usually will have his downs in his life, mostly trying to hold in his emotions, you won’t normally see him breaking down. He’ll try to bring his friends up though his spirit will be brought down a bit, he’ll try to cheer them up. Trying to do whatever he can, even if it’s considered “childish” sometimes people just need to have a good talk. He’ll try to make them calm down a bit before having a reflection talk with them, always asking questions, perhaps maybe it could be used to his advantage next time when helping them or trying to just let them pour it all out. Personally, I’m no trained the******, but, I am always open to offer myself to help others in need.
“Are- Why are you testing me..?”
He doesn’t have bad anger issues, he doesn’t joke around when it’s serious. He could be a serious man at his own age acting fairly mature for himself. He will not yell in a manner of where it could lead to some feud but he will talk to the person who does have issues with him. Landing or marking his territory, he might show just a bit of dominance within. Though he will not go physical on any sort of manner, all talk, unless someone wants to throw hands then perhaps maybe he’ll do so. Though he doesn’t fancy hitting others in that sort of manner as he might go a bit out of control with his strength. He will usually act calm whenever an argument is going down, trying to either just drop it or end it, unless they proceed to try to do something, then perhaps he might raise his voice. When he’s in a fairly upset disappointed motive, he’s fairly quiet. Dead silent, he is a bit angered but deep inside he’s fairly forgiving, surprised by any of the odds, he’s supportive of his peers, even if they almost cost him something important to him. Though clearly, they might have disappointed him
Character Voice:
Equipment:
Bambi’s pillow.
“Snatched it like it’s nothin’..”
Wh- Why a pillow? - What type of joke is this! A pillow is quite something everyone needs, perhaps why else would I not snatch this? Although Bambi is going to get furious with me, other than that, her pillow is quite comfy, squishy. A simplistic white pillow. Something that shouldn’t have been bought, but surely she fell in love with the design.
Clothes:
If you were to look in his closet, you’ll find simple dark clothing, no colors. He’ll be seen with basic attire, usually being hanged or folded down neatly. He has 2 button ups and 5 pairs of different types of jeans. 6 Joggers and some designer cut pants. If you look carefully.. He has a pair of booty shorts that he one time used for Halloween.
Serious Problems/Flaws/Addictions/Disorders/Disabilities:
Slight OCD and ADHD
Skills:
Pros:
Cooking!
Surely someone who grew up basically pointed ways to just cooking to someday to even teach students how to cook, elegant. Although someone who basically almost caused a fire in his own cooking class in high school and left a terrible burn, he’d totally do it again.
Therapies!
Who knew that hearing people's stories could be a good thing about him, in fact being a non judgemental person could possibly help fix it all. A great listener he was dear to hold stories and help student’s problems with perhaps maybe anxiety. He’s not the best at both worlds but he sure is supportive, even if it’s a negative he’ll always try to look at other things in different perspectives.
Confidential!
Even for those who are seemed to be at risk he will keep a secret even if it would cost him his job or life. He seems to know a lot around him though he says no word about it. He is truly and fairly aware of his surroundings and understanding.
Cons:
Conversations!
As much as a broad person he is, his taste in conversations don’t go well, usually asking for questions to get to know them better, of course his intentions are nothing bad which makes him a genuine boy! An interesting man, though he can hardly keep a conversation up.
Fashion Taste!
A pair of booty shorts that would be in his closet but WHY, jesus christ is he GAY? I mean.. He’s Bisexual! Nothing bad about it of course. Though he lacks in favor of color though a good color would be nice in awhile. He seems to favor darker colors than lighter colors.
STRENGTH: 4
INTELLIGENCE: 4
DEXTERITY: 3
CONSTITUTION: 4
CHARISMA: 3
Querks:
Wearing Booty Shorts Under His Dress Pants
A good man party incase, just emergency things.
Asking too many questions.
Let me find which one to see a deep conversation.
Relations:
Bambi Tysuki
I- I didn’t have the best of bonds with this woman but she was always so rude to me for some reason, she’ll always hit me with her pillow so I just take her pillow from her sometimes and hide it. Maybe I might bully her back, but her size is too short compared to mine.. Distant screaming would be heard from Bambi, “I’M NOT SHORRRRTTTT” Now- Before Bambi starts wacking me with her stupid pillow…. “IT’S NOT STUPIDDDD” N-Now, uh- She’s pretty friendly and kind- Not to me though but her goals are quite wild, how else would I end up in Karakura if she wouldn’t keep harassing me with her pillow telling me to join her.. She’s a bit of a doll though, adorable I’d say, but personally, I wouldn’t date her, a bit too wild and crazy for my liking- gAH! She- Angry pillow hitting sounds Sh-She’s perfect in every way.. heh.. - Well, she’s like a little sister to me, she was kind and smart. Outmost outstanding with herself. Always striving to be better for her or for the good of people.
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Hearing her death shaken me to the bone. Hearing someone so elegant past away, someone who made the better impact, I am deeply inspired by her work, I can never always be the ‘motherly’ figure she was, but I can attempt to earn the goal of being a ‘dad’ figure to those. I’ll keep her possessions close to me. Surely, she had impacted those who needed it, supporting those who felt like had no one, who decided to stand by them even if they were in the wrong, they were always there trying to strive and be there for the better of themselves and the people. Though, I believe no one will be like her, no one will be high enough just like her. An amazing teacher she was, creating bonds further than what the teachers had, understanding and inspired many. She is truly one of a kind.
Cameron Nguyen.
My twin brother, the one who I can trust the most. Though- even though we were separated at birth, we somehow bonded together, perhaps if I didn’t take a step back and start working, I haven’t would have met him. Two opposites, black and white, yin and yang, amazing I believe. Though I don’t have much of a backstory with this man, but he’s quite amusing to be around with. Surely he can be successful like me, maybe more successful. Now- I believe with more time with him, surely we’re going to be unstoppable. I honestly love him as a brother well- he is my brother and he’s well amazing. I wish I noticed sooner that he gotten adopted, because now, I mean- At least from here and out, I can spend the rest of my life with his stupidity.
[I tried to do a lot of ‘show not tell’.]
“Open Eyes.”
"N-Nathan.." Abigail had spoken for the first time in the grey white room, a room filled with people that seemed emotional.. that seemed like they were having water go down their cheeks. Abigail had turned her head over, looking into her lover's eyes. "Nathan Nguyen.." Her lips would widen as her teeth would show. Her cheeks raised as dimples would be present, he would glaze at her figure that seemed frail but with clear skin, smooth, mosturied, she seemed how she would always be, ‘perfect.’ He looked at the child that would resemble as him, he would have water in his eyes as he'd kneel down against the white covers. "He's.. He's perfect.." He'd raise his face while looking into her eyes. He would raise his hands into his face attempting to wipe away what seemed to get into his eye. Everyone's heart racing, enjoyment, excitement, terrified, horror, everything filled the room, the sound of different conversations, the sound from everyone. Though this wasn't the happy story they wish they had gotten.
"Nathan.." She'd look at him with a delighted face- Someone would begin to speak, everyone went silent from their small conversations. "Miss and Mister Nguyen, we have someone else to introduce to the family. Both Abigail and her husband's face would seem gloomy, would seem disappointed, their eyebrows would seemed to be straight- they seemed to no longer frown or smile, they'd seem dull. Terrified, scared, hearts racing, the people would take a step behind them, whispering, glaring, unhappy looks they'd turn their heads over, with looks of disapproval. "Meet Nathan's Twin.." The woman in the formal outfit had spoken, her words would be muffled but heard clearly. They were absolute petrified, disbelief, their eyes seemed like they were going to go red. "I- I DON'T WANT HIM" would be a sound coming straight from the white room, straight from the room they were in. Both Nathan and Cameron had an uncontrollable energy that seemed like they were in sync, seemed depressed, from as they were woken up from their eyes being shut for so long. Attempting, people who had worked at the place rushed over, trying to calm down what seemed like a commotion, an argument, a mess.
The parents would raise their voice at the workers, their eyebrows would narrow down, they were in absolute shock. Everyone would just have their own conversations, their own world as this was going on. The husband would turn over to his wife, as she’d be having streams of water crawl down her cheeks- He stopped. His emotions stopped, his words stopped, everything around him felt like it had took a red light. He quickly brought his arms around her head as he’d bring it towards his torso, gentle he was. “We’re gonna- We’re gonna get through this..” Ending the conversation there as he’d let go of her gentle touch, he’d turn over as he’d face over to the horrid, angered though his eyes closed as he’d exhale before looking at them what seemed like it was a death stare. He’d have a tone to his voice, it wasn’t dull nor seemed depressing, it was not at all monotoned, it seemed ‘fake.’ “We’ll happily have open arms to him.” - Wh- Were they crazy? Insane? What? They threw a massive fit to then just accept the boy. What? As much as the parent’s minds were racing, felt like sweat drops, they were in absolute worried for their future. Feeling like they would go through separate paths, breaking things, more constant arguments. It felt like a life cycle, it felt like they were trapped in their own doings. Though days looking through the web for just someone, someone- anyone to take in Cameron was their only hope. Their only greatest achievement- thought they weren’t able to complete it, they’d have endless sleepless nights of yelling, crying, screaming from the bottom floor. Tired, they always woke up then going back to sleep, constantly with their eyes just screaming for rest.
“The Ritual..”
Two brothers, two adventures, two bundles of joy. But looking at life at a young age, they didn't know much, they didn't know anything. They were still quite young before anything could even happen to them. The parents had picked up the boys out of curiosity, they attempted to try to get out of their reach for fun little games they had created in their mindset. But sadly, the dad has brought them into the same room. Looking around what seemed like a toy box, brown sand, green paper, weird tool that seemed like it was made for gardening, and strands of hair on a stick. They crawled over to the items, they looked at the items, they would slowly approach to each other then back to the items, a 'playroom' they thought this was. Another one of their little games they always wanted to join in on. Cameron has decided to go to the brown sand and then made his way on all fours to the green paper. Nathan, a strange one went to what seemed like a gardening tool. Parents had walked in an hour later to see what they made their choice. Cameron was playing in the dirt while throwing money as Nathan was hitting the floor with a silver fork. The parents eyes had widen and soon narrowed their eyebrows. Their smile has gone into a frown as they then turned their heads to look at each other. They both had water crawling down their cheeks as they then approached to the boys together. Ashamed? Some type of emotion, they picked up the boys and plastered a smile to make up for their true emotions, apparently, Cameron has met their expectations but sadly Nathan has not. Parents ended the day off for there, they decided to rethink about their life and situation they had put themselves in. Who do they give up.
“Where- Where is he..”
A simplistic boy with a best friend, a brother. Always following the same routine of being together from crawling, to crying, complaining, eating, bathing, they did absolute everything together. Though what they didn't know was that Cameron was only staying for temporarily, and it was all behind Nathan's back, he will never be told the real story, or will he? Anyways, living in Australia, he thought Cameron was a boy next door. They slept in different rooms sadly and it felt like Cameron and Nathan were going to have a great memory to a great history. It was before the sun has risen on what seemed like a Tuesday Morning. Cameron was called at a distant, a faint voice called from the front. Cameron eyes could barely be kept open nor can his 3 year old self could barely walk in a straight line. Light being cracked into Nathan's room, Nathan suddenly and slowly opened his eyes. Knowing him, he just turned over to the space that didn't have light shine through and proceeded to continue to shut his eyes. Cameron arrived at the door, Cameron has arrived making his way through, seeing 4 tall adults, 2 women, and 2 men. Abigail has picked him up and made his face, face towards them. He looked around he tried to make up what was going through his head though he didn't have enough brain power. Abigail handed Cameron over along with paperwork. Cameron tried to work out the details, tried to work out what was going on- His heart pounded he felt worried, stress, he doesn't know what's going on. Abigail raised her hand over to her other arm to give it a slight rub of uncomfortability. Right there and then. Cameron was no longer seen from the family.
Even if a year or 3 has passed due to this event, Nathan tries to make sense of the name that started with ‘C’ not really remembering anything. He would try to make out what seemed like a memory but he was too young or too old to remember, eventually he would stop talking or mentioning about the boy who lived next door. He would try to do something but he stopped overall, his parents took a deep breath of relief, knowing they will have to speak with him one day. Even so Nathan hasn’t spoken about him, he still goes into his room and think about that mysterious man who was once in his life. Hoping to maybe find him, maybe if he banged his head against the desk he’ll remember, or maybe if he hurt himself he would remember, all these negatives choices for one boy, one boy who impacted his life as a youngster. Though he didn’t do anything to self harm himself even if he had thought about it. Eventually he’ll stop thinking about him, perhaps don’t have the motivation to search for him anymore.
“Bad.. Choices.”
Nathan, in his elementary years he would quite gentle, could easily get along with everyone. But during his 9th year, the tables decided to turn on him. His taste in music has changed from a soft pop boy to an edgy rap man. He decided to go to a more aesthetics into fashion, dark clothing, stripes, anything that seemed trendy in his vision. From everything he looked forward to, to an upside down path. His parents always gave him the strange look of what seemed like the side eye though they’d always have their lips being wide with their teeth showing through. Nathan would usually get home quite late, his hair would be messed up and he would finish his days with restless nights from studying and doing homework. His parents would try to knock on his door but seemed to have stopped before making a sound. They’d usually leave Nathan alone as they know he’s going through his ‘rebel’ stage. They wished he could try to maybe spend more time with them, but realizing, it would only push him away.
Nathan isn’t always a ‘bad’ person or a student. He always did well on his grades though would stay out too late. He’s pretty sporty and stayed in the volleyball team after trying it out during PE in middle school. Loving it he would also begin working out, focusing on his build. He was always busy with school with sports and events such as clubs though he did go out to stay out to 1 am sometimes. His parents didn’t favor him going out too much as it was only his first year in highschool, though knowing it’s just a phase they tried to hope that it’ll go away soon.
Nathan’s parents couldn’t take it anymore.. When he got home on a monday night, nearly 12 am in the morning, his dad picked up a stool and attempted to swing it to him. Nathan was standing at 6’1 and his dad would stand at 6’. Already, glass would be shattered. Nathan stared at him with a frown, he wouldn’t speak back, all he did was stare. His dad would have heavy breaths staring back at him, his fist clenched, ready to make the next move upon him. Nathan looked around the room, seeing if he could perhaps reach something, something to protect himself, something to get a clue on- And then he realized, his mind went blank, it felt like he was going to cry, eyes watery, his entire self was shaking. He’d attempt to say something back to his father but he was sadly cut off in the beginning, trying to break the silence, and at every bit of it, he remembered everything. “I put my trust, faith, love, everything for you. And you did NOTHING, exactly NOTHING to give back. All you did was run out with your friends and be alone in the bedroom, NOTHING have I seen you try to give some empathy in this family, something I created and built, and you’re shattering every bit of it.” A creek would be heard behind the dad, a frail woman, quite tall but she was lean, she had what seemed like glassy eyes, perhaps her eyes were watery too. Even so, she had her hands near her face, her hands interlocked before she reached a hand out, touching his shoulder to attempt to calm him down, he turned over, almost hitting her but stopped. He lowered his hand and stared back at Nathan. “I..” Nathan spoke up- Nathan decided to finally speak, “I get it, I messed up, but it at ALL doesn’t give out a reason for you to assault me, to throw things at me-” He’d bring his hand over to the broken glass frame. “You SEE this? Do YOU see this? This at ALL wasn’t needed-” Dad spoke up about the situation, “YOU, my son is NO LONGER, going out.” Nathan teared up, scared, broken, emotional, he was an absolute wreck. “THIS IS ALL ABOUT YOU ISN’T IT!” Nathan raised his hands over his face having to do the V like shape. “IT’S- IT’S ALWAYS ABOUT YOU, WHAT YOU WANT.” - “What I want? Do you mean what WE wanted? Jesus christ you’re too dull in your head to even REALIZE what is going on. You’re too DULL in your head to even figure out, you barely spent time with us, we spent 14 years with you and all you did was IGNORE us, YOU’RE in 9th grade and you DO this to us..” A soft voice would be heard. “D-Dear..” She’d attempt to speak to break the conversation, the argument, complaint, agony, everything that filled the atmosphere, it at all was just toxic. Nathan finally blinked twice before lowering his hands, realizing the choices he has made. “Nathan, it’s almost 12 am in the morning, are you seriously going to try to argue with us?” The dad had pointed out a serious mistake Nathan has missed. Nathan stayed silent, disappointment and disapproval of his own actions, his own doings, he looked down with a frown as he’d look back at his dad once more. Nathan’s parents raised both arms, opening them wide, gesturing for him to come. “Come on, I have something to show you, and- I hope you do well at this.”
The kitchen, infact, they sat him down at the kitchen on the brown wooden stool that sat next to 2 other stools. It was modernized, he never realized how much of a nice kitchen him and his family because he never left his room unless it was some sort of hangover. Nathan was brought into tears, missing out things he should of done.. Him at all, he regretted everything he did. His mom walked out from the shadows from behind as she’d then hand him a wooden pasta spoon, is it supposed to resemble something? He had ideas exploding through his mind, he got up and he’d attempt to make fried eggs, a couple attempts and he still failed. Not to mention, he stayed up until 2 in the morning until he was able to master the skill. He was proud of his work, wanting to create more, researching more, a passion, a passion where he didn’t know he’d have but a passion where he wished to keep. He doesn’t dislike volleyball still, he enjoyed getting out to do things with friends though he was able to stick with his true passion.
“From the end to the beginning.”
Nathan at all wasn’t trying to mess his life in sort of ways of what anyone could imagine themselves but it came to the part of where’d have be stable. Not C’s or F’s well, no less than a B-. He’d try to get his work done straight when it was assigned, though he has the tendency of throwing it in the back of his mind. He was outstanding and a broad person, perhaps someone who’s flamboyant with tons of compassion for others. “Sit, Sit down Nathan.” Was heard from a tall man who seemed like they were in their early 30’s. “Come on now,” this time the man has gestured his hand over to the metal platform that would have felt overtop that would be to his left. Nathan walked over confused, looking in his room, wondering, What was he doing to get in here. Overall a great student as you’d imagine perhaps one of the best students with an average of a 3.8 GPA, but not smart enough as he imagined as other students could even get up to 5.0 GPA, honors he thought, he needed to try harder perhaps maybe take some AP classes, anything he could yearn to get to maybe pass life within. And the silent broke, “Nathan, I was told one of your greatest classes that seemed to be for a continuous A+ in 2 year streak is cooking.” Did- Did he get that clearly? Was it heard correctly? Cooking- What? He wasn’t a man of his word in fact he was surprised, being the person who wouldn’t look at their grades and accepted failure.. “Nathan, I’m surprised with your work, what made you want to do this.” Nathan’s lips didn’t move, he looked down in disappointment, before moving his mouth to make a sound, he’d inhale a deep breath before starting up at him without hesitation. “My parents.. Yeah my parents changed my life and got me into cooking..” Nathan didn’t move his mouth nor made a sound, he stared at the principal with his eyebrows raised giving off what seemed like a scared look, perhaps maybe some excitement but his heart was racing, pounding, he felt like his heart was going to leave him, felt like wanting to hide away.
The principal had taken a letter that seemed to be left on his desk. The letter had a butter milk cream color, a solid red stamp from what seemed like a bold logo. “Nathan.” He looked at him with a worried look still, wanting to whimper away. “Congratulations, I see that with improvement, you were able to turn your life into what it is today, I hope to see you on Master Chef one day.” Nathan eyes watered, his mouth moving but no sound would appear, astonished he was, amazed, excited, fear. The principal held out the letter that was folded with strong creases from the envelope. Nathan hesitated reached over the desk to take the letter as he began reading.
CONGRATULATIONS NATHAN NGUYEN!
You have been invited with a 2 way ticket to travel over to Master Chef in 2 years! It will include details such as a tour and what things you might be needed to prepare for. Be aware! You can get disqualified or kicked off if not deemed to be enough. Though we’d love to see you here and compete with us! You seem to be such a wonderful chef from the scores we’ve seen!
We hope to see you here with us in an orientation that will take place within a year. If you can not make it by then, don’t worry about it! Please contact us using this gmail to change dates and meetups, or use this phone number to call! By now I hope you understand that you have deemed to set yourself to be above and higher and we expect greatly from you! Seeing your scores has truly set us apart though surely you can prove us your skills by being here with us.
Jyiu Hatsuhing, Master Chef.
Nathan took a second look at it, his eyes widen and he’d seem like he wanted to cry. He didn’t know what his goal has been set to but his path was set for him. He was in awe and disbelief though a smile would appear- perhaps a grin. “Thank you. I will not fail you” He looked over at the principal. The principal made a minimal motion of nodding his head, though that was enough for Nathan to take the approval, that he can do this. Nathan proceeding his grades of getting higher in class and participating in some outside cooking classes he was trying his best to be one of the top few chefs. Knowing it’s something hard to accomplish through with determination he can do it. It was entrance exams next year and he knew he had to beat them, he had to score high and aim high. His goals were most likely set too high though his expectations made him be greater.
“Emergency Fire”
Final year of highschool, felt like the first year in high school. Nathan took a deep breath as he’d enter his classes, new friends, new teachers, new adventures. What more could he honestly expect? Nathan was in his AP Culinary classes, only 5 other people were there with him. Proud of himself to get him this far into his life career. Though in one of the weeks.. It didn’t seem to be like that. Everyone knew that Nathan was the first person who was able to get a letter from Master Chef, most of everyone’s dream but seeing what Nathan could put through and put up with, they all strived to be someone like him. Anyways, it was a good day in the middle of 2nd semester. School was almost over, everyone was ready for the summer break, go on trips, college, file papers, everyone was ready. Though during 5th period in Culinary class they were playing with alcohol and oil. What an insane look this was though no one thought too much of it. They were told to experiment just like Chemistry. Though Nathan knowing what to not do which was pouring down it on an open flame or on a hot pot or pan. Though his classmates didn’t know, and one of them had decided to do that. Already the smell of fresh burning smoke would fill up the room, and for some reason the teacher has left the classroom. Everyone was freaking out, taking out the fire blanket and pouring baking soda all over the pan. Though the oil has gone all over the floor by then and Nathan slipped, having his hand hitting the pan making some of the oils splash all over him. Harsh and fast steps, minimal movements was made, chatter, talking would be filling up the room, everything went noisy. Nathan screamed in pain and his classmates tried to focus on the fire than him attempting to put it out as fast as they could. The teacher being seen rushed into the room pushing everyone aside, everyone was scared as they looked away and soon helped Nathan up. Nathan was able to be safe with a severe burn on his arm, nonetheless he was healthy with pain on his arm. Nathan was rushed to the Nurse Room for an ice pack and sadly, the Culinary teacher got fired.
“University..?”
Nathan never saw University as a thing until Master Chef came along. He decided to move to Japan to begin college. Always wanted to do better, he has decided to focus himself upon Culinary and perhaps maybe a bit of business, nonetheless his true passion of cooking. He at all during his first year of college stayed indoors, he barely went out with his roommates but he mostly loved the college dorms. He didn’t have much friends and usually kept to himself, his independency. His friends tried to encourage Nathan to get himself to the world again to talk to people, to socialize, to open his mouth and explore his brain though he’d shake his head, denying the option.
During his 2nd year in University he tried to put himself out there more. He tried joining groups and bands, in fact he was able to finally land him in one of the biggest groups. Despite his extraordinary looks though lack in fashion he was able to catch the eye of a fraternity member who has invited him in, Alpha Tau Omega. Wowzers his life has opened new doors every time he lived a year. Technically, he doesn’t tend to party unless he’s in the mood but is rather still a person who doesn’t tend to go out unless needed. He is usually in his room talking to the boys or cooking a dinner meal. Personally everyone loved his meals and he has never failed to deliver one to them. Nathan is a hard working person though he has trouble talking to any of the females in the group. They would attempt to hit him up but he’d go for a dull and bland approach if they proceed to do so. During his 3rd year in college he has decided to then fly over to Master Chef in Canada. He was fairly different from the contestants though he was able to persevere through to get 2nd place over the summer. He was quite fond and proud of his works and so did his roomates. He tried to keep them updated on a daily though sometimes he would want to cry during his stay at Master Chef.
Bambi. Tysuki.
Nathan is almost done with his school work, almost done with his education, about to get his Bachelor's degree. But on his way to a business class he accidentally bumped into a small female, she seemed petite with an angered face looking at him. She’d move her hair out of her eyes as she’d look up at him, he’d just stare at her back with complete confusion before making a hesitated move, “S-Sorry Miss!” Bambi smiled at him with dimples that would show and appeared and he’d notice little features about her- And for some reason.. She’d be carrying a pillow- What- Nathan was fairly confused and happened to mix her up with a highschooler. “D-Do you need help--” Bambi was clearly offended though she thought he had mixen her up with one of the freshmen. “NO!” She responded quickly while begin assaulting him with her pillow. “W-” He’d snatch the pillow away, and he’d look at her with a smirk, a glimpse of a frown came from her, “Gi-Give it.. Back..” She’d mumble under her breath as he’d feel guilty.. “Sorry miss..” She’d smile as she’d take the pillow from him as he’d lend his hand out. Beats him he never knew what this woman’s deal was, but surprisingly they went to class and sat together. Usually being caught making fun of me though he enjoyed her company of her being there. He was deeply inspired by Bambi as a person as she was also a hard worker in fact maybe, just maybe he’d actually have feelings for her though he’d hold back. Bambi and Nathan finally had introduced themselves in a proper way though in the middle of the year she decided to try to urge Nathan to go to Karakura with her for her to start her job. At first he was quite unbothered with her offer and told her that he might take a visit when it would be her 2nd month into the job. Nathan had other plans other than to stick with his female friends but was to find a purpose, he would also usually be found in his room thinking about his life, thinking he might have missed out on something.
“Money Money MONEY!”
Nathan sent out a letter to his parents having to be traveling for a year or two. Personally Nathan just tried to find himself though going to multiple places himself. Packed bags and brought empty suitcases with him incase he brought more stuff. He at all wasn’t making any sort of income at the time so he was dependent on his parents' money for a bit. Bambi decided to come along for one of the trips and helped pay though she was rushed over to Karakura for events that had to be decided. Nathan was able to find himself through multiple places before deciding. He went to many stops and went to different types of cooking classes on his trips. Nathan booked a flight for Venice, one of the most beautiful places he was told to visit and had to go to. On the airport in his trip at there while he was waiting for a taxi to send him to his hotel he met someone similar to him. It seemed someone with a different hair color though similar features on his face. He seemed to be 1 inch shorter than him though nonetheless he seemed to have resemble just like him. Cameron Nguyen was his name and Nathan was absolutely shocked, asking for his birthday and it was the same as his. Nathan didn't want to believe an extraordinary that he possibly found a twin? Nathan was in disbelief as his eyes widened while this whole thing happened and realized that he was the person with the letter C. He was the person who he kept asking for, wondering where he went. Cameron decided to follow his trip with Nathan as they booked a flight together to go back to Australia. Nathan and Cameron did spend a day in Venice catching up on things, Nathan being a chef and Cameron being an estate salesman. Both Cameron and Nathan were unhappy yet satisfied with their accomplishments. Nathan and Cameron couldn't look at their parents the same as they showed up with frowns, their parents had led them to the living room, which looked the same as when Nathan left. Mom had made all of them tea as the dad decided to start explaining, giving the story, the true story with their beliefs and customs. Nathan and Cameron were upset with their parents doing but were understanding. Cameron and Nathan had decided to forgive them and work on a better new beginning together.
“Karakura.”
Nathan did end up visiting Bambi during her months of teaching in Karakura though- He was not there for her outcome which made him deeply upset. Though the only thing he could believe himself on was to be something like her. During their first trip in Europe she did things no one has and it inspired him. She inspired him to be better, she always was nice and forgiving and at all Nathan wasn’t that. He wanted to be the better him though he didn’t know how. Bambi was always open to her peers and felt comfortable around him. Perhaps maybe they could have a healthy relationship though Nathan hesitated on every moment. Believing Bambi would look better with someone else. Though when the news got to him, he grew in regret, an urge he wished he took action on. All he does now is grieve upon her death in his silence. He at all will be angry inside, though trying to finish what she has done, trying to strive for what she has done. He wishes that even if it’s not him, someone could be like her, someone amazing.
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good night.
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good night.
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