Name: Ahn Soo Ri
Stage Name: Suri
Age: 22
Birthday: January 6, 1995
Nationality: British
Ethnicity: 1/3 Korean, 1/4 English
Failed Attempts: YG, FNC
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Soori was running. Well, she was always running now: running from her family, running from her problems, and most importantly, running from the police. All she did was rob a jewelry store, who would've thought they'd go through so much trouble to catch her? She tore through the streets of her hometown of Manchester, the wind blowing her hair into a tangled mess behind her.
The bright lights of the city raced by like shooting stars as Soori bolted across busy traffic and into back allies. She could feel her lungs burning and aching, urging her to stop just for a moment, but she didn't have a moment to spare. She dared a quick glance over her shoulder and heaved a sigh of relief when she found that the red and blue lights of the cop car were nowhere to be seen.
She came to an abrupt stop in a darkened ally off of the main road and bent down with her hands on her knees, desperately trying to get the air back in her lungs.
As she began to breathe normally, Soori stood up and analyzed her surroundings. She found herself in a dark back ally with apartment buildings on either side, but a strange feeling came over her. Soori was by no means a stranger to shifty back allies and dimly-lit streets crawling with the lowest of lowlifes but she couldn't help but feel as if she was being watched. There was a tension in the air that Soori couldn't quite place. She slowly turned around and found herself face-to-face with a man dressed in all black with a face mask and a hood drawn over his eyes. Before Soori even had time to scream the man held a rag to her nose.
As she slipped out of consciousness, Soori could barely make out the words the man said.
"We will make excellent use of you."
-Soori jolted upright in her bed. She felt as if she had just run a marathon, jumped in a pool, and then run again. She shook her head and ran her shaking fingers through her hair as she tried to forget about the nightmare that had plagued her dreams since she was just 15 years old. Soori was not proud of who she was back then. Whether it was because of the choices she made or the "friends" she thought she had, Soori new that she had had a screwed up childhood.
Soori shook her head again and took a drink of water to help clear her mind. As she reached for her water she momentarily glanced at her clock and nearly lost her shit. She threw her alarm clock to the ground in a fit of anger. Today might just be her last chance. Soori wouldn't let something so simple as being late ruin her chances of living her dreams.
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{taepei}
A/N: Hiiiii I hope you liked this little intro for the first member of Convalescence! I'm going to do a chapter similar to this for each of the members so this is also kinda like a little preview.
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