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NIGHT WALKER. BEL. EIGHTEEN. SENIOR. LEE TAEMIN.

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Dear Diary,
Today, I'd like to ask you a question.
Who am I?
Is it an easy question for me to answer? I don't think so.
Is it a question I want to answer? Probably.
Is it a question I actually know the answer to? Not sure.
In the beginning, noone knew who or what I was. Maybe my parents did, but they probably didn't care enough to let that identity develop. As we both know, they kinda gave me away immediately after I was born, which is the reason I spent the first seven years of my life in an orphanage. The people there named me Belphegor, after the fallen angel, which I think is pretty ironic, considering species-wise I'm anything but an angel. I always was supposed to be a creature of the night, an excellent hunter, someone who uses the shadows to his advantage, yet I couldn't ever go to the toilet alone at night until they two real angels in my life appeared and took me with them. Human angels.

Mom and Dad were unable to have children themselves, so they decided it would be best to adopt one. When I first saw them, I was afraid of them, kind of like I was afraid of spiders...and dogs as well as storms, earthquakes, other people and the dark. However, that didn't last too long. I had no idea why, but for some reason they decided to talk to me. There were so many other kids, so many kids who actually wore clothing that fitted them, instead of the terrible red shirt which was probably twice my size, which I still had to wear every single day because it was the only thing I managed to snatch when they were giving out clothes. So many kids who were actually able to talk instead of that awkward stuttering I let out. Nope, they wanted to talk to the asian kid in the oversized shirt with some unidentified stains on it.

We kinda know the rest of the story, right? After some time and lots of stuff I never really understood, Mom and Dad were allowed to take me home with them and it was the best day in my life. Not because that was the day I found out that they were the founders of a successful fashion label known as GplusG, not because I moved from the orphanage into a gigantic mansion, but because I finally started feeling like I actually was someone. From that day on I wasn't Belphegor What'shisname anymore, I was Belphegor Uriel Gregory, Uriel because for Mom and Dad I wasn't the fallen angel, but one of the archangels.

We don't live in that enormous mansion anymore, since we moved to Honey Tree Town because Dad felt as if he couldn't handle the people in the city anymore. We have a nice house there, however and Mom and Dad are able to manage their work from here perfectly, even though they do travel a lot. They keep asking if I really am alright with that, but how couldn't I be? They always seem to be enjoying their trips and keeping the house nice and clean while they're gone is the least I can do.

I was seven back then, and it was the day I actually started developing a personality of my own. I probably am a little shy and I sure am clumsy at times, but I'm an honest person who stands up for what he believes in. I'm a loyal friend who'll do anything and everything for the people he cares about. Book-wise, I might not be the brightest bulb around and I might even be a little naive, but I personally think I can give good advice, since I'm pretty emphathetic. (And maybe even a little too sensitive!) Even though sometimes I'd rather be of the same kind Mom and Dad are, I really like using my Night Walker powers. It really gets in handy if I want to hide from crowds, or just want to sneak past my parents to get some food from the fridge after dinner.

So, dear diary, who am I? It's funny how I started telling you the story of my life once more and we still don't really have an answer, right? Well, I'm that guy who loves helping out people, adores the sound of rain while playing video games. That boy who's always kind of a little brother type to his friends even though he sometimes tries being a real man. That kid who always needs help in school because he ends up drifting into a dreamworld while sitting in class.

But most of all: I'm myself.

Good night, dear diary.

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MAKO. 2 YEARS (1 IN ENGLISH). PM PLS.