Jacob Han is a boy that mostly keeps to himself, and you can quickly catch the whole New Yorker vibe he's got going on; because he is
one. Born and raised right in the heart of New York City's Chinatown, this metropolitan boy was ripped out from everything that he knows by his parents in the middle of his high school education, and landed right here. Where ever the hell here
is. You can also quickly tell that Jake's not quite fond of Peachtree City, unlike his parents who seem to romanticize the small town life. Jake really misses New York and his old friends.
And yes, he is a living example of those people who cross the street without looking, almost get run down by a car that breaks just in time and he'll jump out of the way before it'll bump into him. But instead of getting scared for his life, he'll get angry because dying would have taken time out of his busy schedule, and slap the car's hood and yell at the driver with a very distinctive New York accent; "HEY! I'm walkin' here!"
He's not a fan of big social gatherings, because he deals with the Asian community every weekend at work, and perhaps that is why he's so eager for peace and quiet. A bit of a lone wolf; loyal to few, ruled by none. Jake lacks the need to impress others, and is completely confident and comfortable with being himself. His advice? You should be careful when following the masses. Sometimes the M is silent. At school, you mostly see him spend his time alone, but occasionally with few chosen people one can suspect may be his friends, or at least akin something like that. Jake is a loner due to a combination of his own circumstances and personality. And he seems fairly fine with it.
Outside of school, you may discover him at the local gym kickboxing at least thrice a week, jogging in the mornings around downtown, and driving around with a sleek looking sports motorcycle. Well, when he's not tinkering with it in his dad's garage, at least. And then, of course, during the weekends working in his family's restaurant, the Han's K-BBQ. It's located right in the heart of downtown, and the Han's live upstairs from it.
Once spoken to, you'll find him blunt, borderline rude. He's the kind of guy who's not sparing words and tells exactly as it is; Jake keeps it real, even when it's not necessarily appreciated. Especially at work, where he has to bite his tongue all the time in front of customers. You know, a bit of a typical New Yorker in that area, with an attitude right out of the Asian ghetto. And usually, his abrasive speaking style doesn't win him many friends. Especially now in this time and age, where everyone's just kind of expected to tiptoe around each other's feelings so to not offend anyone. Jake's got far too much attitude to walk on eggshells.
You may also find his notebooks full of graffiti doodles (and you have to admit, he's got some talent in it), and some in the more quiet streets that look a lot alike in style, tagged as Kumiho. And if you go through his room, you can find a backpack under his bed filled with spray paints and a mask, right next to his skateboard. It doesn't really take a genius to count the two together.
On a more legal note, he's part of the art club that gathers after school every Wednesday. Jake's more apt with sketching and the spray painting, but he tries his hand sometimes with other stuff, too. (He's just not that good with that said other stuff like his sculpting looks something a three-year-old would do out of playdough in his opinion.) His style just tends to be too bold and too detailed for a small canvas that's a portrait of fruits. You'll most likely find his works in bigger canvases, and whenever the school permits, from the actual walls. Jake's graffitis are big, bold and loud statements that tackle cultural and sometimes political themes. And through the graffiti art, he typically tends to say the things that everyone's actually been quietly thinking but too afraid to say out loud.
Jake braves the day with subtle humor, a witty remark and a cheeky smile. He may be a bit quiet sort of lad at first, but once you get him to open up, you find a youth who seems to have clever words at ready for every situation. Unless you've got a shotgun for a mouth like he does, you really don't want to challenge Jacob Han into a debate. Chances are, you'll lose.
As an introvert, the young Han makes a very low-maintenance sort of friend. He doesn't cling to you and gives you plenty of space -- well, sometimes a bit too much, even. He doesn't always realize that others do not need it as much as he does, as often it so happens that weeks go by before you hear from him again unless you initiate contact first. Otherwise, he actually makes a really good friend. He's reliable, and always an honest one. Sometimes you just need a friend who doesn't tell you what you want to hear, but what you need to hear. Tough love, and all that. Jake is the reality check that many people would need in their lives. His bluntness is something remarkable that will either gather respectful admiration or fast enemies.
The lad is known for his instant comebacks and harsh burns on the school hallways. Where does he get all of his stuff? Honestly, he doesn't know. It just comes to him, he has a gift. Sometimes, he wishes he could control his sharp tongue as it tends to snap at others before he even realizes it himself. And what has been said, can't be unsaid. And it's especially bad when he gets annoyed, or outright angry. Under that chill actually lies dangerously short-fused temper. So, the words "speak while angry and you'll make the best speech you'll ever regret" ring more true with Jake than he's ever willing to admit. He's lost few friends in the past due to harsh conflicts of this manner, as not all can take such a forceful confrontation this boy is able to slap to your face. Handling him takes somewhat thick skin.
Jake doesn't take himself too seriously. Or others, for that matter. He doesn't care for your labels, but he also acknowledges they're there to stay, liked he them or not. People will always label him one way or another. Asian. Loner. Kickboxer. Geek. Virgin. And so the list goes. However, he owns his labels to a point he makes jokes about them, especially about his Asian background. He can be casually racist about it, making fun of himself and other Asians at the same time. You know, when you've been discriminated your whole life, if you can't fight them, join them, own that shit and confuse the hell out of them. But that means he also throws around racial jokes casually about other races, were they his friends or not. Whites, blacks, latinos... They're all in his line of fire. People who take themselves too seriously will get offended most likely. But what can Jake say, his sense of humor can be very dry and offensive. The more punny or racist it is, the harder he will laugh. However, he knows when he's crossed a line and when to back off. He doesn't want to intentionally upset anyone, after all, he's not the type to wish ill to anyone. His sense of humor is just really crass.
Jake rarely tends to do the initiative or start a conversation unless he really has something to say. He doesn't understand small talk or superficial topics, nor does he have this need to fill the silence with needless words. He's a quiet kid who actually enjoys the comfort of silence. He could spend hours in the presence of someone he likes without actually saying anything. However, often that is regarded as a bit weird by others, so Jake at times puts effort into selecting his words to make the other more comfortable. But mostly, you just better get used to the comfortable quiet and sudden sarcastic remarks.
As a friend, Jake can be a very keen-eyed. He will learn to read your body language and understand your quirks, and eventually, he will be able to tell if something is bothering you, or if you're possibly even lying to his face. He is very observant, and sometimes it may seem he sees a tad bit too much for the liking of others. After all, even friends keep secrets from one another from time to time. Jake's way to express worry might be taken sometimes the wrong way, and the questioning may feel rather like an interrogation instead.
Becoming friends with Jake automatically means, because he's a total New Yorker street trash kid, secret handshakes. Especially with his guy friends, and the cool gals that feel like bros to him. The moment he goes out his way to tailor one out just for you, it means you're in that special circle he considers his squad.
Jake doesn't have "enemies" - that's just too damn dramatic in his opinion. He doesn't really have a "bad side", either. "Nemesis" is such a dramatic word, don't you think? Who in the world in this day and age even has any? That'd mean, he would have to really care about you that much in the first place to bestow such a prestigious title upon you. For Jake, there are only people he cares about and then the people he really doesn't. The ones he likes, and the ones that are unworthy of his attention and time. You know, he doesn't necessarily hate anyone, that's a strong word. But if you do something to upset him, he will definitely not be necessarily excited about your existence either. Jake is a very practical guy, and he has very little time and patience for people's bullshit, which makes him a master at ignoring
problems people until they go away themselves. Here, gaze upon his field of fucks; lo and behold, it is barren.
But there are few exceptions. He can form rivaling relationships due to his competitive personality. And sometimes, he simply gets stuck with the sort of people he doesn't get along with and ends up bickering with every single time. Then there are the types who try to get physical. Just because Jake's a pacifist, it doesn't mean he's just gonna sit around and take it. Jake tries to keep the physical fights inside the kickboxing ring. By nature, he believes violence can be used to let out steam in a contact sport where people choose to get hurt by their own volition and yet they can walk away as friends or honorable opponents. Outside the ring, Jake believes that violence doesn't solve problems. This doesn't mean he will not raise a fist to defend himself if he is forced to, but you really gotta piss him off and land the first punch for him to do it.
Of course, there's also the question of his quick temper. He can lash out when irked. And for those who are more emotionally sensitive, he's not usually favored company due to his tendency to hurt people's feelings. And hell, if it's not his mouth getting Jake into trouble, it sure as hell is his expressions.
He had a girlfriend once. They were in kindergarten, and she was a girl and his friend. Hahaha. Ha. Yeah... Virgin alert right here.
When you've never had your own room before moving to Peachtree City, you don't exactly bring partners home to snog with. Not to mention, his parents are kind of strict in that area. If his mother would have her way, he'd stay a virgin until he's at least thirty and married. Yet, at the same time, she's eager enough to try to set up her son with every other girl his age in the Asian community. Go and figure. Perhaps deep down, Mrs. Han is afraid that her son might be gay simply due to his lack of interest towards the more beautiful gender. In this area, Jake's parents, especially his mother, are kind of really judgmental of homosexual relationships, and they condemn the "homosexual lifestyle" and practically anything that seems to go with it. Mrs. Han claims to support "traditional" relationships. And Jake likes to point out to her that she's not being homophobic because it's not a phobia. She's not afraid, she's just being an asshole about it all. And him casually standing up for sexual minorities in the dinner table is perhaps making her matchmaking needs worse. Surprisingly, Jake's father is more lenient about homosexuality, but he doesn't exactly approve of it either. He's more of a "live and let live" sort of man, regarding many things. So as long as no man comes to hit on him, and his son is happy, he's fine with it all.
Jake's quite inexperienced in the whole love area. He crushes on anyone extremely rarely, and honestly, he's often so damn busy with his own things that he hasn't even had the time to consider getting a girlfriend. Or boyfriend. You know, being so inexperienced in this area also means Jake's in fact not even entirely sure what he likes. And thus, you don't hear or see him really participate in the whole "boys locker room talk." Jake's never really been interested in romance. Between balancing his grades, kickboxing, part-time work, graffiti painting and motorcycle hobby he hasn't really had time to even think about romantic relationships either. He's had a mild crush or two in the past, but that's it. He's never even had his first kiss yet. Honestly, dating never really occurred to him as something very significant.
And then there's the fact that he's utterly, painfully and hopelessly dense when it comes to romance. He will either not understand flirting or thinks it's a joke. You want him to go out with you? Date you? Kiss you? Then a piece of advice; be upfront, don't drop hints. Otherwise, he will pick that right up, dust it off and hand it back to you without realizing it was meant for him in the first place.
He's not much of a flirt, and if he tries, he quickly tends to self-destruct. The clever words he usually wields like a weapon? Gone with the wind. All you have left is a stuttering mess who looks like he's about to combust. As a lover, he's smooth as a train wreck on fire. Probably holding hands with the person he likes will make him blue screen on the spot. Babe, your body is a temple. But it's the water temple from Zelda, and Jake's got absolutely no idea what to do once he gets there.
Besides being quite asocial and often a little too straightforward, Jake's no way a bad sort of boy. In fact, he's fairly easy to get along with if you simply don't catch him on a bad day. You don't have to be his friend to get along with him, and perhaps you even hang out in similar circles or are part of the PTC's Asian community where the lad kind of acts unwittingly like he's all the younger kids big brother. (In short, you just see him chastise the kids a lot, especially Benny Li. Jake's like the Asian Steve Harrington from season two.) He's just really withdrawn and likes his personal space. Otherwise, Jake's a cool guy. Just give him a chance to prove it, and you won't regret it.
Despite being chill and appearing even a bit lazy on a first glance, the boy is, in fact, a very hard worker. His calm attitude and practical approach to problem-solving make him a borderline overachiever, and hell, does he get things done. He performs really well under stress, and he can take care of his workload with respectable time management skills for a teenager. This makes Jake a good and dependable project and lab partner (just don't ask his notes in math, or you're screwed; he sucks at math). His focus on work gets him immersed, especially if he is genuinely interested in the class or subject. A perfect example would be his hard work in kickboxing, which shows as several won trophies and medals over the years in his room. However, rare get to see this side of Jake - the complete devotion and dedication over things that interest him, as he tends to walk around with his guard up all the time. New York has tragically made him into a young cynic, and his trust in others is hard earned.