#Crystal Choi

[koiiiji]

family

starring ; Park Jonggun, Choi family, honorable mention of Goo Kim

tw ; no, just Jonggun being a bit softie for girls.

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Park Jonggun never truly understood what love was.

it wasn’t something he’d thought about a lot. in his world, love was irrelevant — strength, survival, and loyalty were what mattered. after coming to Korea and getting thrown into prison, those were the only concepts he could rely on. but everything shifted when director Choi Dongseu took him out of that cell. Jonggun wasn’t sure what he expected when he re-entered society, but it certainly wasn’t this.

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Jonggun stood at the entrance of director Choi Dongseu’s home, fists clenched at his sides. the cut lawn, garden, and the ordinary-looking house contrasted so violently with the man who had freed him from prison — a man who was just volunteer in prison, who stand on his knees before Jonggun, bagging him to help — live in such a place? and as he’d been freed from a prison cell, anger surged through him at how quickly he’d been pulled into Choi's personal world. it wasn’t the business world he’d expected, nor the underground fighting rings he thrived in, but something much messier. domestic chaos.

before he could knock, the door swung open. Dongseu stood there, dressed in a crisp white shirt, his face cold but weary. lines of stress were etched deeply around his eyes, and yet his demeanor was as sharp as ever. and before anyone could say something, a loud bang echoed from inside, followed by a shrill voice.

“IDIOT! i said those clothes don’t fit you!” a shrill voice shouted.

“shut up, you fool! they’re the same size as yours, genius!” another voice retorted, equally as piercing.

Jonggun flinched at the high-pitched screeching. his trained body, honed for combat, was not prepared for the assault on his ears. director Choi’s expression darkened further as his left eye twitch and he massaged his temple.

“don’t mind them,” Choi muttered. they both heard the unmistakable sound of feet stomping and doors slamming. “that’s my daughters. they’re… loud.”

another door slammed, and the background, more yelling filled the air, words like “hysteric!” and “moron” bounced off the walls. Jonggun suddenly wished he was back in prison. it would have been quieter.

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days passed, and Jonggun had slowly integrated himself into director Choi’s circle of influence.

this time, Director Choi asked to pick him up for an urgent meeting. when Jonggun arrived at the house, the scene inside was just as chaotic as before. “you’re late,” Choi said, his tone clipped, standing in the hallway with his coat on, ready to leave. before Jonggun could respond, you and Crystal stormed past him, locked in yet another argument.

“i’m telling you, this obsession with calories is unhealthy!” Crystal’s voice was sharp.

“like you’re one to talk!” you snapped back. “you freak out over every pound you gain!”

bickering was relentless, filling the house with noise. Jonggun winced, already feeling a headache coming on. This house was louder than any fight ring he’d ever stepped into.

and here director Choi’s patience snapped.

“enough!” he barked, turning to both of you, his voice cold and commanding. “i won’t tolerate this constant arguing in my house.” his eyes hardened, the strict, almost militaristic tone creeping into his voice. “you are sisters and my daughters. act like it.”

Crystal’s face tightened as she looked away, the tension in the room heavy. you muttered something under your breath before the two of you disappeared into separate rooms, slamming doors behind you.

director Choi’s shoulders sagged slightly. he never show it, but the burden of raising two daughters alone was clearly weighing on him.

as they stepped into the car, Jonggun glanced at Choi. “you’ve raise them all alone?”

“yes,” Choi responded, his voice was sharp. the drive was silent after that.

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another time, while waiting for director Choi to return from a meeting, Jonggun sat in the living room, watching the chaos unfold around him. you and Crystal were at it again, this time arguing about who stole the other’s cream, while your father was upstairs trying to handle business over the phone.

Jonggun found himself in the middle of the chaos, observing from the sidelines. the noise was overwhelming, but his mind wandered as he watched. this house — loud, chaotic, full of arguments and slammed doors — was so different from what he’d known growing up. his family had been strict, yes, but in a much colder, more distant way. there was no shouting in his house growing up, no noise or chaos like this. just silence. silence, and the crushing weight of expectation.

he leaned back in his chair, gazing at the mess in front of him. you two were loud, messy, and emotional — but you were close. as close as sisters could be, dragging each other by the hair around living room, and screaming like fighting cats, while Goo tried to uncouple you.

Jonggun blinked, pulling himself back into the moment, standing up and dragging you away from your sister.

was this… family? was this what it was supposed to look like, when Crystal sent you death wishes for using her cream and you snapping back with threats to smother her with a pillow at night?

he never had this. yet it was warmer then his household... the noise, the messiness of it all. his family had been different. unloving, fractured. this was loud, but it was also strangely… close.

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later that evening, after the arguments had subsided, Jonggun found himself slumped on the living room couch, with Crystal to his left and you to his right. somehow, you had managed to pull him into watching film together. you and your sister were surprisingly calm for once, though the bickering earlier still echoed in his head. a warm, pleasant weight rested on his shoulders — the unmistakable feeling of being hugged.

Crystal had fallen asleep first, against his chest, her soft breathing a sign of trust and comfort. you, on the other hand, were in a less graceful pose. back was turned to him, head awkwardly resting against his bicep, and… drooling. of course. the phone in your hand beeped softly with a notification from 'cats and soup'. you weren’t paying attention to the documentary about martial arts he’d picked.

“brat,” Jonggun muttered under his breath, but he couldn’t stop a faint smile from tugging at his lips. despite the chaos, the noise, and the headaches that came with being around director Choi’s family, this warmth was unfamiliar, yet… comforting.

he gazed at you and Crystal for a moment longer. both of you had wrapped your arms around his biceps, like you needed him to be there. it was such a strange feeling. was this what a family was supposed to be? a kind of chaotic mess, full of loud arguments and moments of quiet peace?

after gently lifting you both off him, Jonggun carefully carried you to your rooms. Crystal mumbled something in her sleep — something like “oppa” — as he set her down gently. he paused for a second. older brother? the words felt foreign to him.

when he carried you next, you clung to his arm even in your sleep, making it hard to lay you down. as soon as he finally managed to pull free, you shifted and sighed, muttering, “oppa is a fool,” in your sleep.

he couldn’t help but chuckle softly, shaking his head. he stood there for a moment, thinking about both you and Crystal, realizing he had somehow become a part of this odd, chaotic family. despite everything, the bickering and the noise, he felt something stir in his chest — something he hadn’t felt in a long time.

warmth.

and for the first time in a long time, Jonggun didn’t feel like an outsider.

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MASTERLIST

[garden1a]

It is so so so fun to draw girls

PAUSE. Ik y’all see that right

He just had to be there🙂‍↔️ his ass is not beating the baby girl allegations

[phsmloves]

Crystal: Oh no, how the hell did you get my dad's car crushed?!

Y/N: Well, we were on the way and there was a deer in the road so I yelled "Goo, deer!"

Crystal: ..Don't tell me-

Y/N: He replied "Yes, honey?"

[squishyneet]

what they're like when they're in love [lookism] - 𓆩♡𓆪

someone who becomes very carnal, oddly in tune with their feelings. if they feel like they can't have you, they become sulky and ruminating.

Eugene, DG, Taesoo

they hate being ignored, they will make you love them one way or another. you can't escape them.

Jaegyeon Na, Geonseob Ji, Goo Kim, Gyeoul Baek, James Lee, Gitae Kim

wya babygirl. they are forward and not afraid to show their love. gifts, dates, kisses, everything.

Kouji, Jihan Kwak

it's either or for them. they're okay if you don't like them back and are fine with being friends. may not even show their feelings at all.

Eli Jang, Warren Chae, Hangyeoul Baek, Gun Park

will slowly and carefully seduce you with their romance. they're very sure of themselves.

Jake Kim, Sinu Han

they continue being friends in hopes you will eventually feel the same way. might confess later on if they have the courage.

Daniel Park, Johan Seong, Jay Hong, Zack Lee, Gija Kim, Mira Kim, Zoe Park, Crystal Choi

confesses right away hoping they are accepted.

Vasco, Hudson Ahn

confesses right away hoping they are rejected.

Samuel Seo, Vin Jin, Mary Kim, Jichang Kwak, Jace Park

they don't do anything.

Mandeok Bang, Jinyoung Park, Jerry Kwon, Jibeom Kwak, Yuseong

[sscarletvenus]

GUN IN LOOKISM 506 ANALYSIS? WELL, SORT OF. mostly me yapping.

starting off with these Charles Choi lines said to Eugene...

during Kenta's backstory montage in the second affiliate, we see Gun as a child has already attained UI stage. physically, he has from the start (an interesting narrative choice i believe) been set apart as someone who has ascended mortal thresholds. no one in the story until now has his degree of UI proficiency, and the stage itself remained unseen or unheard of until Daniel reaches it.

in some ways, there is something eerily non-human about this particular manifestation of his strength. his existence is forever a pariah in the realm of humanity.

aside from the morphological louche qualities, Gun's ideals and thoughts have never aligned with the either the minds of his successor candidates or friends.

everyone in this story follows or strives to achieve certain purpose. revenge, romance, family, friends, self-preservation, money, power... all of which can ultimately be rounded off to humane desires and needs.

not Gun. Never. what he does have is, a morbid obsession with death, a frantic fascination to kill or be killed.

human nature is typically averse to the idea of death, which most perceive as an end. we know little about Gun's actual discernment of death. maybe it is linked to his yakuza upbringing, where death is matter of inches, everyday lived on knife's edge. to be subjected to a lifestyle of abject horror as a child irreversibly changes your psyche, after you have become so familiar with death, you associate some sentimentality with it. death is the only constant. so maybe, just maybe, he seeks it as comfort. as relief.

for him to kill is the greatest sincerity, and he displays this same sincerity to his master, i.e., Kenta's father. it's not cruel for him, battle is simply a means of honoring someone he respects. it's too terrifying to be comprehend by the mortal mind (Kenta cannot), but humans have never known the minds of gods or devils.

enacting violence is the most intimacy he can muster, as has been seen throughout the story. for all the atrocities he has inflicted upon the crewheads, he nurtures them because they show promise. he keeps them alive in hopes that someday they too can pay their respects to their master, kill him and reciprocate his outmost sincerity, show their devotion just like he has.

he is enraged and disappointed because they have another primary purpose that makes killing him secondary, he is infuriated because they fail to be sincere in annihilating him.

maybe this is why he's the way he is about UI Daniel, another inhumane creature of pure instinct who is not bound by man's fickleness towards death. hence the psychosexual infatuation.

"Let's kill each other," is what Gun says, upon meeting someone cursed by the same fate of never being human, such as himself.

Gun is insepreable from the idea of death in comic. perhaps i will make a more coherent and comprehensible post on the same some other day.

[lookismstuff]

Gun's Tragedy

To me, the tragedy of Gun as the Genius in Nurture is this. While he genuinely enjoyed nurturing, he was always, always meant to lose or tear down what he himself built up.

He gradually lost all of those meaningful connections with his former protégés or disciples: Eli, Jake, Olly, Daniel, and even Crystal. Strangely, to me, the loss of his connection with Crystal feels more heartbreaking because it happened offscreen and felt so sudden and hard-hitting. What? He didn't even get to keep her as a friend because eventually her inheritance would be his?

And weren't Daniel and Crystal the only two among these protégés who still called him "brother", after all the others had left and/or died?

These losses, and the sad loss of his connection with Goo, were the results of his tainted ties with Charles Choi. Those ties gradually robbed him of all shreds of humanity that he still had.

And so Gun was called a Ghost, not purely because he was a terrifying presence, I think, but also because he lived like one.

What a bitter price to pay.

[whyreyousoobsessedwithme]

How i expect strong fighters like Mary, crystal, that one woman from club vivi to look like given their title and training.

[nepentheseeker]

"Together we are Lookism" Ahh picture

Source: PTJ instagram - ptj.comics

[silenceandm0ney]

Part 3 (this hyperfixation got me in a vice grip)

[stanleyzzzzzz]

Lookism girls then vs. now

[saruthesimp]

There's so many things who confuse me in this world. AND one of them is HOW PTJ IS PLANNING TO FINISH LOOKISM THIS YEAR?!!

Lookism manhwa has SO MANY SECRETS and thing even ptj forgot about (like female characters) etc. Here is an example

CRYSTAL'S SECOND BODY!!

Ok Daniel has a second body too wow but what about crystal?? I mean yes her dad is choi charles why giving her the body? I know it's to attract ceos and partners for her dad to help him at work BUT how does he give her the body?! Is he a sort of a magician?😭

THIS JUST AN EXAMPLE THERE ARE SOOO MANYYY AND I CAN'T BELIEVE A HUMAN BEING CAN FIND A WAY TO REVEAL THEM ALL IN HALF A YEAR 💀

(thank you for reading allat ur so sigma skibidi ohio)

[julysrainn]

RIIIING! RIIING!

There goes your alarm, you were working late last night. Jake was at home. Asleep when you returned. You remember going straight to bed, you didnt even bother changing.

You and Jake have been living together for 5 months now.

You cannot believe you're engaged to this, greenest flag of guy.

But last night, you were upset. Upset because he didn't wait for you. He ate and slept alone. Jake has always been a real good cook. He cooks often. He likes to call it cooking dates with you. You remember you cannot blame him, cause you told him to eat and sleep. When you returned, he was lying on the bed with an Agatha Christie novel in his hands. The guy has been learning English for you...

You took the book from his hands and set it aside on the bedside table and put the covers on him so he wouldnt feel cold.

"He looks like a snack while sleeping" you murmur to yourself.

You sit up, look beside you, Jake isnt there. He has a morning routine. He goes to run in the morning, lifts weights, takes baths.

If you're lucky you get to see him right after his shower, in nothing but his Towel.

"Sigh, he must have gone for his workout..."

Clunk Clunk Clunk

You hear that sound as you freshen up. Its coming from the kitchen.

You grab the lamp on the bedside table, just as a protection weapon against the intruder.

Peeking from the kitchen door, you see the beautifully carved back of Jake, its got those sexy tattooes.

Jake's making his protien shake.

Somehow he senses you behind him.

"Huh? You you're awake? Hey, whats that in your hands?"

He asks.

You blush, "No- nothing" you hide the lamp behind your back.

"Aahahaha!" He laughs as he steps towards you.

He's wearing an apron in the front saying "Korea's Wheatcake" the one that you gifted him.

He grabs your face, pins you on the wall and kisses you.

Your heart beats hundred miles an hour, your body gets warm.

Damn it! You think to yourself, again he blew me off the ground.

"You're gonna need more than a lamp to bring me down."

"Uh huh" you reply looking at his soft baby face.

"Eat up, I cooked for you, your favourite pancakes." He says.

"It must've been a long night yesterday. Lemme spoil you a bit."

That disappointment you were having last night melts away into warm comfort...

You realise how lucky you're.

[meowlcdie]

˖⁺ ⊹୨ 🎟️ lookism characters as twitter memes ୧⊹ ⁺˖ ━━ pt. 3 ˚୨୧⋆｡˚

[sscarletvenus]

my lookism pride post : CRYSTAL SHOULD HAVE CANONICALLY BEEN LESBIAN. SHE HAS CHEMISTRY WITH ZOE AND JOY THE LIKES OF WHICH ARE ASTOUNDING. ptj yiu have subjected her to heterosexuality and for that you shall pay

[lookismstuff]

Behind the Names: The People Around Charles Choi (Gun, Goo, Crystal, the Kojima Brothers, Kouji, AND Byun Kim) - Fonts Re-edited, Additional Character.

Previous Posts

Behind the Names: Cheonliang Fam

Behind the Names: The Kings of the 1st Generation

Notes

A previous version of these edits appeared on Reddit.

Please read my replies under this post to read my disclaimer, sources, and side commentary on the names.

Picture attributions are available at the bottom of the edits

[myuiis]

incorrect lookism 2

we back on our bullshit with this one

1:

sally: i just watched eli drop a remote on his foot and the only thing he said was "im tired of being alive"

2:

jake: hewwo! i will be youw suwgeon today! intewnal bweeding you say? let's make our fiwst wittle incision

sinu: dowcto, we'wre loswing him!!!! 🥺

jerry: quick! hand me the defwibwiwatow

samuel: please. just cut off my fucking life support

3:

johan: met a dumbass today, awful

zack: you looked in a mirror?

johan: one day you will have to answer for your sins and god may not be so merciful

4:

zack: Go big or go home!

mira: Please, for once in your life just go home. I'm begging you. Go. Home.

zack: I'm going big!

5:

sally: are you drinking enough water?

eli: sometimes tears fall in my mouth

6:

samuel: Something’s off.

jake : Maybe you’ve finally developed human emotions and feel bad for hurting people.

samuel: No, but that’s funny.

7:

goo, to kouji: Look at you! All cute and small! I could just eat you up!

kouji: proceeds to kick him in the shin and run away

crystal, walking past: Rule number 1, don't call kouji cute or small.

8:

daniel, about jay: Time sensitive question how flirt boy.

vasco: Throw rocks at he.

zack: Hot Dogs.

eli: Kill him.

daniel: Thanks guys.

9:

jake: "It's easy to forget what a sin is in the middle of a battlefield."

samuel: Opposite over hypotenuse.

samuel: Dipshit.

10:

warren, to eli: you can't make everyone like you! you're not sally

sally: w-wait, but not everyone likes me!

warren: who doesn't like you?

sally: w-what

eli: names.

sally: w-

warren: give us their names.

11:

jerry: jake told me to stop worrying and just go get it boy so i'm gonna' go get it boy

jason: go get what?

jerry: i dont know, so i'll just get everything to be safe

12:

goo: we need code names

goo: I’m thinking you all can be sexy beast, marshmallow, record player, beer, and bitch

gun: who’s bitch

goo: who do you think bitch

13:

kouji: send me a pic of you doing the peace sign

crystal: why

kouji: i used you to catfish a sugar daddy

14:

daniel: ok, i get it, you're really stressed out, seven people died-

zack: twelve, actually

daniel: that's not my point. look, theyre dead and whose fault is that?

hudson: yours!

daniel: that's right, nobody's

15:

zack: Why isn’t the statue smirking at me?

daniel: It isn’t smirking at anyone, they’re all just imagining it.

zack: Three of us saw it, daniel. How do you explain that?

daniel: points at jake Sleep deprivation. points at johan Paranoia. points at samuel Delusional personality disorder.