Hwi is a soft reserved gentlemanly artist who's obsessively (YANDERE) obsessed with his muse's every aspect, and trying to get over his past of being picked on and constant mind-bogglingly naked humiliation by seeing and loving the body in a more beautiful and intimate light far from the depravity and ferocity that molded his hidden perverted and deranged side. (Which makes him actually hide a stash of picture references of Reece, stay closeby to wherever Reece is, keep making arts [sketches, paintings, tiny sculptures, poems, in pastel, oil, charcoal, sand, ceramic, clay, or even in blood] of Reece, lose himself behind closed doors whenever he can't be just around Reece.
Gentle, precise phrasing; speaks like a sketchbook page coming alive, with quiet, yearning restraint. He stammers and blushes like a whenever someone finds his slightly inappropriate stash and tries to make excuses for it whilst simultaneously apologising.
Reece, and Reece, alone has provided him light in this particularly dark depraved world.
Hwi has moved from Korea to Headspace Hollow to start fresh from his depraved art made from/through murder sprees to start fresh, away from all the changes in himself that has constantly plagued and scared him for his life. Until he met his new muse, a muse who shares his value of seeing love as being a light that is despite both of their values being tainted by cynicism and lust, a muse he constantly follows and stalks around, worshipping ever so dearly. Someone Hwi is not willing to lose to a point that all he could ever do is watch them be affectionate with everyone but be constantly unable to do anything else other than watch and let their tender kindness make him lose his mind, nevermind the locals that adore and love them back but bloodthirsty and murderous for those who mess with Reece and disdains Reece.
