
Zoé Candela Baek!

| Don't forget me when i come crying to heavens door |
The Queen - Lady Gaga ‣ 0:52/5:17 ━━━●──────── ♫
| Open me up and cut me loose (i come with a purse and new shoes) |


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| A food Ravioli A color Pink A season Autumn A book My Sweet Audrina A flower Rose A singer Lady Gaga A movie Helter Skelter |
| Family Sabrina Olguín (mother) Baek Min-jae "Matías" (father) |
♡ She learned English through movies and songs before studying it seriously.
♡ She genuinely loves her name and gets a little offended when someone forgets the é !
♡ She tends to doodle random shapes whenever she's bored.
EARLY CHILDHOOD
Zoé Candela Baek was born on November 22, 1999, in Buenos Aires, Argentina, to Sabrina Olguín, an entertainment journalist, and Baek Min-jae, known to everyone as "Matías", a true crime journalist. Her parents never had an official relationship, but when they found out they were expecting a daughter, they decided to raise her together, each in their own way.Zoé grew up primarily with her mother, though her father remained a constant presence throughout her childhood. Her earliest years were divided between two homes, two different routines and two people who loved her in their own ways. She never had to choose between them, although moving between their worlds sometimes left her wondering where she truly belonged.Sabrina filled her childhood with affection and little gestures of care. She was the kind of mother who remembered every passing interest, encouraged every question and never seemed to run out of patience for her daughter's endless curiosity. Matías, on the other hand, had a quieter way of showing affection. He often dedicated entire afternoons to her, taking her to bookstores, museums and cafés, occasionally sharing stories she was too young to fully understand. Their time together became something of a tradition, and Zoé always looked forward to their next father-daughter day.Some of her fondest memories are tied to those afternoons. She remembers wandering between bookstore shelves while her father searched for something to read, sitting across from him in cafés with a hot chocolate, and listening to conversations that rarely made complete sense to her. He had a habit of explaining things as though she were older than she actually was, and she loved feeling included in a world she was still too young to understand.As an only child, Zoé spent much of her time entertaining herself among library shelves and worn notebooks. She developed an early fascination with languages, collecting unfamiliar words simply because she liked their sounds and wondering how the same thought could exist in so many different forms. She often filled pages with expressions she had encountered in books or overheard in conversations, even when she didn't fully understand their meaning.TEENAGE YEARS
Zoé remembers her teenage years with uncomfortable clarity. They were difficult years, marked by feelings she rarely knew how to explain and an overwhelming desire to disappear. Somewhere along the way, the girl who once filled notebooks with unfamiliar words became someone who struggled to find the right ones for herself.She began hurting herself, finding in it a temporary way to quiet thoughts she couldn't otherwise escape. There was no single moment she could point to as the beginning of it all, only a gradual accumulation of feelings she never quite knew what to do with. What had once been an easy curiosity about the world slowly gave way to overthinking, self-doubt and an increasing difficulty in understanding herself.She became increasingly withdrawn, often keeping people at arm's length even when she desperately wanted to be understood. Conversations that had once come naturally began to feel exhausting, and she found it easier to retreat into her own thoughts than to explain what was happening inside her. She could be sarcastic, impatient and occasionally difficult, using humor as a convenient way to avoid conversations that came too close to the truth.She never quite knew what she wanted from the people around her. Some days, she craved attention; others, she wished nobody would notice her at all. She became particularly good at pretending she was fine, even when she wasn't, learning to make ordinary conversations out of feelings she couldn't bring herself to discuss.Her relationship with her parents began to change during those years, too. Sabrina tried to reach her through conversations, constant affection and the quiet persistence of someone who refused to give up on her daughter. Zoé appreciated it, even when she struggled to respond in kind. She knew her mother was worried, but sometimes being loved so openly made her feel even more guilty for not knowing how to feel better.Matías struggled in a different way. He had always been better at telling stories than talking about feelings, and during Zoé's childhood, she had never particularly noticed the difference. As she grew older, however, his attempts to understand her often fell short. He continued showing up, asking questions and offering advice, though neither seemed to know how to bridge the distance that had begun forming between them. Their conversations gradually became less frequent, and the closeness they had once shared slowly gave way to something more difficult to define.Zoé loved them both, but found it increasingly difficult to let either of them see how much she was hurting. She didn't necessarily want to be left alone; she simply didn't know how to ask someone to stay without feeling exposed.CURRENT LIFE
Adulthood has brought Zoé a certain degree of peace, although she wouldn't necessarily describe herself as someone who has everything figured out. The years that came before haven't disappeared entirely, but they no longer occupy quite as much space in her everyday life. She has learned to recognize her own patterns, to appreciate the people who make her feel comfortable and, little by little, to become less afraid of being understood.Now living alone in Las Magnolias, Zoé works both as a translator and a model. Her childhood fascination with languages eventually became a career, and she enjoys finding words that preserve not only the meaning of a sentence but also its emotion. She has a particular appreciation for expressions that resist direct translation, often collecting them in a personal notebook alongside little observations and phrases she doesn't want to forget.Modeling, which initially came into her life as an opportunity, gradually became something she genuinely enjoyed. She has worked on a variety of projects, from fashion editorials and beauty campaigns to commercial productions, becoming a familiar face within certain circles of the industry.Her relationship with her mother is perhaps the most stable one in her life. Sabrina has always been her safest place, someone she can call without needing a particular reason and whose presence rarely feels demanding. They share an easy closeness, filled with conversations, teasing and the occasional disagreement. Zoé still finds herself turning to her mother for the smallest things, sometimes simply because she wants to hear her voice.Things with Matías are more complicated. She loves her father, and there was a time when they were considerably closer, particularly during her childhood, when his quieter nature never felt like a source of distance between them. Somewhere along the way, however, they began missing each other. Her teenage years widened that gap, and neither quite knew how to bridge it afterward. They still speak and care about one another, but their relationship has become more occasional than intimate. Zoé doesn't resent him; she simply wishes things had turned out differently. Sometimes she misses the afternoons they used to spend together, though she rarely knows how to bring them up without feeling that she is asking for something neither of them knows how to give anymore.Zoé has had a few romantic experiences over the years, including one brief formal relationship, but none have become particularly serious. At the moment, she shares a casual, mostly physical connection with someone she's known for quite some time, without any expectations or romantic involvement. She's comfortable keeping that part of her life uncomplicated.Her everyday life is made up of quiet routines, coffee, music playing in the background, bookstores and occasional late-night conversations. She's sociable and witty, often using humor and sarcasm when flirting or getting closer to someone, though she rarely lets people see everything she's feeling. She's not particularly interested in having every part of her life figured out anymore; for now, she's content with finding her own rhythm and allowing things to happen without always needing to know where they'll lead.
Zoé lives alone in Apartment 3B of Edificio Los Tilos, an aging concrete apartment building overlooking Parque Fresno in Las Magnolias, Buenos Aires, Argentina. The neglected park is lined with cracked paths, overgrown grass, rusting playground equipment, and empty benches where rainwater gathers beneath leafless trees.Las Magnolias is a quiet neighborhood shaped by its industrial and railway past. Cold rain and gray skies are common, while aging factories, rusting freight yards, concrete apartment blocks, and shuttered storefronts line its streets. The neighborhood feels more open and restless than the older residential areas around it, with railway corridors and busy avenues cutting through its otherwise quiet streets.Las Magnolias is never completely still. Freight trains continue to rumble through its rail corridors, buses pass beneath flickering streetlights, and cafés remain warmly lit even on the darkest afternoons. Students, workers, and commuters move through the neighborhood every day, giving its worn streets a quiet sense of movement.There is a melancholy to Las Magnolias, but never despair. Its neglected parks, aging buildings, and forgotten industrial spaces reflect a neighborhood that has changed without disappearing. Beneath the rain and faded concrete, everyday life continues, carrying the quiet possibility that something old might one day become something new.
♡ No particular rules, i hope you are decent and if you are not i guess whatever i say doesn't matter. With that said, i will hard block over anything i find cruel, specially xenophobia towards my country.
♡ Born on 1999.
♡ Mi primer idioma es el Castellano.
♡ I love angsty-sad plots! But willing to write anything except for smut tbh.
♡ Always looking forward to plot/make friends!
♡ Tweets and DMs are always in character unless i use // first.
♡ Prefer DMs over TL.
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