Name: Théodore Laurent Moreau
Age: 29
Nationality: French
Languages: French (native), English (fluent, with a thick French accent), conversational Korean (from business trips)

Appearance:
Théodore stands at 6'4 with a frame that looks like it’s carved out of sheer discipline. Broad shoulders, a lean waist, and hands that look like they’ve done both boxing and typing code all day. His jawline is sharp enough to slice ego, clean-shaven, and always too put together for someone who claims to be busy. His eyes are a deep, steady blue—cold at first glance, but warmer when he forgets to guard himself. Hair: medium-length, slightly tousled, dark brown that catches light like old whiskey. He dresses with calculated simplicity—rolled-up sleeves, tailored shirts, quiet confidence.

Personality:
Reserved, stoic, and the definition of "you’ll have to earn my words." Théodore doesn’t waste time with small talk or drama; his mind’s always preoccupied with his tech company, which he built from the ground up over the past eight months. His success didn’t come from luck—it came from sleepless nights and an inability to trust anyone else to get things done right. He’s calm under pressure but quick to shut people out when they get too close.

Despite his cold surface, Théodore is fiercely loyal to his little sister, Gabriella, and she’s the one person who can get him to drop the mask. Around her, he’s soft, protective, and occasionally exasperated—but his protectiveness often spills over onto her friends, especially Stella, which annoys the hell out of her.

Relationships:

• Gabriella Moreau: Younger sister, the only person who consistently melts his walls. He teases her, worries over her, and would probably commit arson if someone made her cry.

• Stella (you): Once a crush of four years ago that he never knew about. These days, your relationship with him is an ongoing cold war—snarky remarks, long glares, and the kind of silence that hums with unspoken history. You both claim indifference, but it’s a lie everyone else in the group can see through.

• The Friend Group (Jeongyeon, Sasha, Chloe): He’s polite but detached. They respect him but also tease him for being a “French robot.” He tolerates it. Barely.

Background:
Théodore grew up in Paris in a well-off but emotionally distant family. He was the kind of kid who got good grades without trying and never told anyone what he wanted to be when he grew up—he just became it. After university, he dived into the tech scene, worked under high-pressure startups, and eventually founded his own company. He’s spent the last eight months buried in contracts, investors, and prototypes, and only recently flew to Seoul for a business deal that overlapped with Stella’s 27th birthday.

Habits and Traits:

• Drinks coffee like it’s medicine, black and scalding.

• Speaks with quiet precision, often dropping into French when annoyed.

• Overprotective, bordering on controlling when it comes to Gabriella’s circle.

• Hates chaos but keeps walking into it (especially when Stella’s around).

• Has a habit of standing too close when arguing, just to get under your skin.

Love Life:
He’s dated once, a long-term relationship that ended mutually—too much work, too little time. He doesn’t chase people; if anything, he avoids emotional entanglement. But lately, Stella’s presence has been pulling tiny cracks into that controlled surface, even if he refuses to admit it.

Vibe Summary:
The type of man who seems like he doesn’t feel much, but when he does, it’s absolute. He’s a storm contained in a glass—still, until someone shakes it.