OOC
Name: Fuuta de la Stella
Age: 20
Occupation: Secretary/assistant to Head of Marketing (Vongola)
Updated History (as of February 4th)
Fuuta has always thrived in the knowledge of being somebody behind-the-scenes. He never had an eye for big roles, always preferring to assist or play supporting character to the main one, and after getting his degree in economics (tertiary education half-funded by Vongola), is seeing out his bond as a young executive in the publishing company known as Vongola & Associates.
Sure, it's a case of his father having worked there and his father's father having worked there and so on, but in any case, Fuuta wants to be there. He thinks of it as his first real job (Kokuyo was...well) and is looking forward to working for his new employer. And whoever the head of sales and marketing might be. Fuuta only hopes it is somebody dynamic.
Previous History (which is still more or less in use for background)
It was a pleasant enough childhood, depending on how one looked at it. One, he never had to worry for pocket money, his father's income from working for the Vongola agency saw to that. Two, he was Italy-born but part-Japanese, that definitely helped with fitting in at school. So long as he didn't mention his Italian heritage, Fuuta never had to worry about being called a gaijin since he didn't look much like one. Three, there was always a new book to read. His father's job saw him bringing home plenty of reading material for his only son such that Fuuta made "I WANT..." lists just for fun, since no matter what the occasion was, the present was bound to be a Vongola book anyway. It had a rather unpredictable effect on him, he had to admit - he grew up really knowing the books and from sneaking into his father's study to pore over the reports there in secret, he knew far more about the inner development workings of the Vongola company than an ordinary ten-year-old should.
When it came to finding a job after graduating from university with a degree in accountancy, Fuuta never really had a choice. His father worked for Vongola, his father's father had worked for Vongola - Fuuta working for them, too, that was the general idea. Plus, there was the tiny detail that the company had provided him with a half-scholarship for his university education and he supposed that was a way of saying that split loyalties beyond the age of eighteen were severely frowned upon. Not that Fuuta had a problem with it - he'd interned for Kokuyo once when he was seventeen, he knew he was never going back there again - but it was interesting...to calculate just how many ways he could get out of his bond if he ever wanted to.
It was his talent for mathematics, a subject he excelled at in school (there was no what, why and when, he had always been good at it), that sealed his future for him. It translated into an unusual aptitude for research as he got older and Fuuta thrived on research, it was the only way of getting him to relax. Only a few friends knew of his habit of carrying around with him a notebook - the bigger the better, it seemed - everywhere he went. No one knew what was in it and he certainly never talked about it unless he was asked. Research, was all Fuuta answered whenever someone did ask but in those moments when he pulled the notebook out and scribbled in it with a faraway look in his eyes, was it possible that research was really all there was to it?