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Name: Mark tuan
DoB: September 4, 1993
height: 175cm
Zodiac: Virgo
Bloodtype: A
Group:GOT7
Role: Rapper, Vocal, Dancer
Company:JYPent
not the real mark tuan nor am i affiliated with jyp ent or got7. this is only a roleplay account. plotting/multiverse friendly. every verse and fandom is welcomed.
twit @_mtuan93
mark tuan. 22 yrs young. existent as of 090493. an american boy with taiwanese roots. koreabound but forever reppin' the 626. known as the quiet and charming, yet hyperactive oldest of the group with a love for puppies, sleeping and double cheese burgers.
1/7 of got7 >> rapper >> visual >> martial arts trickster >> flyboy
established january 12, 2014.
"Up it’s the only path I’m choosing Up Is the only way I’m going"
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nvklai:

The two didn’t hang out quite often, since the idol was busy, but so was Nikolai to a point. This was just a lucky day the two could hang out, featuring Mark’s manager who was hanging around but at a distance. The other male thought it’d be a great idea to prank his manager, just to kill the time. They were just eating some lunch, and his manager had his own table, but when Mark noticed he left to go take a call, he convinced Nikolai to write a note as if he was a secret admirer. Nikolai quickly got back to his seat after placing it next to the managers drink, just in time for the manager to walk back to his table.

“He’s looking at it, he’s looking at it!”

The other whispered to Nikolai, and he tried so hard not to laugh. He casually glanced back at the manager to see him looking around all confused.

ӎ」┄    “ Honestly— Just look at him! This is too good to be true! “ To the boys, the sight of the older male looking dazed and confused by the note was far more entertaining than anything they’ve done all day. With how busy they both were, it was nice to just finally unwind, sit back and relax for once. The much needed break, even if short, was good enough to appease the boys despite not being something ideal like a week long vacation or a trip back home to the states. Trying so hard to stifle his own laughter by almost shoving his fist into his mouth (okay, that was a bit of an exaggeration— but still.), Mark swats at his friend to signal him to try and quiet down as well; his manager looking right at them with a funny look on his face.  Bro, bro… Shh. He’s— He’s looking right at us.  Shoving the much taller boy with his shoulder playfully, he turns his attention back to his manager, who was making his way towards them.  Ah, crap— Let’s play it cool, dude. 

Posted on: July 27, 2015
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