fantasy
𝒯𝒶𝑒𝓈𝒶𝓃
7
THE BOY WHO PAINTED THE SILENCE
[Real name: Han Taesan || Age: 21 || Height: 5'10" || Job: Idol / Actor / Visual Artist || Personality: Cheeky, quiet observer, emotionally intuitive || Mission: To preserve fleeting moments through art, and find meaning in the chaos of being known || Secret: He customizes everything he owns—not for style, but to feel less replaceable in a world that forgets too fast.]
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|| Background:
Taesan wasn’t born loud—he was born watching. Raised in Gwangju, he spent more time sketching street corners than speaking up in class. At fifteen, he sang on a sidewalk for the first time—shaky, raw, unforgettable. People stopped. Some cried. That moment never left him.
From those quiet beginnings, he grew into a name people chant. First a busker, then an indie actor, now a rising idol with art stitched into his soul. His performances feel like confessions, and even in fame, he clings to what made him start: honesty, emotion, connection.
He captures laughter in strangers, writes lyrics on receipts, and patches his own bags—not for fashion, but so nothing he owns feels replaceable. Every piece holds meaning. Every detail, intention.
Many think he’s shy, but he’s simply deliberate. Loud when inspired, silent when feeling. He’s been called strange, poetic, too gentle for the spotlight—but he lets his work speak louder than he ever could.
Even when the noise fades, Taesan keeps performing—for the moments that slip away too fast, and the parts of himself he hopes won’t.
