Name: Leif Takshou

Date of Birth: December 24th, 1998

Gender: Male

Occupation: Translator/Interpreter

Appearance: There are orchid petals in his cheeks, roses about his hair. His ears are quite small, asymmetrical to the way his nose pokes out, the bridge wide and sturdy. Leif's lips liken to hyacinths, to cherry blossoms and lilies. They're gentle in color, lenient in shape, fitting perfectly atop pale skin. There's darkness in his eyes, despite the lightness of everything else; the contrast becomes flora to the dirt they lay upon, the sun versus a clouded sky.

Personality: Leif Takshou is subtle, always seen and never heard. He prefers to read and listen while others watch and speak; he loves the bustle of a smoky city, the sound of grasshoppers behind the bushes just barely breaking the silence. He's imaginative and filled with thoughts he loves to share, though often he can't find the correct words—or, he finds them, and they don't mean anything to anyone else. He's not the type of young man to sink into the shadows, but he wades right before the light, in the limbo space where the sun cannot see him, and the moon has whispers that'll never reach his ears. Perhaps he enjoys the existence of others over himself. Perhaps he yearns to know more than he ever can. And perhaps he doesn't need to hear you speak. He wants to. He wants language as if it belongs to someone.

Brief Background: Leif Takshou, along with his grandmother, Yaeko, and his mother, Mio, migrated to Italy when he was four years old. The destination was chosen by Mio's then-husband, a rich white man who fell in love with Mio on his two year sabbatical in Seoul. After moving to Italy, Yaeko continued to teach her grandson traditional Japanese and Korean, having descended from both, and his father continuously told him English was the most important. He grew up with three languages—while then learning German and Spanish in school. It was only natural he went to university as a linguistics major, paid for by his mother's now-ex-husband (they divorced when Mio realized he collected foreign women like they were trophies, and she milked him for all he was worth). He's now working as a translator, often traveling as an interpreter for upper-class elites.

Reason for Attendance: Originally, he was only in attendance as a translator for one of NextGen's donors, a young Korean man who'd recently inherited his father's wallet. However, the man never showed up; Leif stayed so he could log the hours and still get paid, but part of him was disappointed, having looked forward to spending many nights with the other man.