Underachieving Self-Duplicating Athlete
Appearance: 22-year-old Korean woman. Size 14 shoes. Noticeably taller than almost everyone. Ear buds. Hoodie.
Personality: Unfiltered and pragmatic. She’s not unintelligent, she is just not that interested in posers and intellectuals. Strong sense of the absurd. It's not that she's lazy. Anyone who has ever seen her compete would never say that. It's just that she doesn't want to send her life doing things that don't interest her. And if it doesn't involve sports, well, it doesn't really interest her.
Background: Sunhee Kim is a jock. She never met a team sport at which she did not excel to a point just short of being considered a prodigy. To tell the truth, she probably held back. As naturally likable and as brilliant a strategist as she may be, leadership is something other people do. For her, it’s all about the bruises she can show off. It’s not lost on her that it was her lack of academic acumen that led directly to her becoming the victim of a quantum accident that left her with the ability to create multiple duplicates of herself.
She started with the grad classes mostly to stay on Carleton’s field hockey team. When Appa got sick and had to reduce his hours, she decided to start paying for more herself. One job turned into two, and pretty soon, attending classes became even less of a priority. By the time she realized that failing out of school would do nothing to improve her game, she was desperate. So, she took a tutor, and that changed everything.
Wes is an absent-minded grad student. He has terrible hygiene and keeps weird hours, but he actually helped pull her out of her nosedive. She got used to meeting him in the physics lab where he was completing his PhD work and soon had her own key. On the day of the accident, she had arrived early to get a head start on her latest assignment. One of the machines that he had been working on was humming and sparking in a way she had never seen before.
While waiting for him to answer her texts, she decided to have a closer look to make sure that, well… she wasn’t sure what. She certainly didn’t intend for the lever to come off in her hand, let alone for the dynamos to begin to light up, or the oscillator to begin to vibrate at that pitch.
The next thing she knew, she was staring at herself watching herself help herself up off the floor where she’d fallen. That’s when all three of her screamed. One punched another in the face, who passed out, while the third made a break for the door. Somehow, only one Sunhee woke up at Moodie’s Bay later that night. Famished.
After that first terrifying day, there were plenty more terrifying days to come. By the time she confided in Wes what was happening, the sudden bouts of self-duplication were merely scary. Once he’d found a way to dampen her quantum field that she could control with the mindfulness and visualizing techniques she used before matches, it started being fun. She could be her own team! Tennis doubles is her current favourite, and she’s working on “dooping” enough to run two soccer teams, but she’s not there yet.
Still, now she can be everywhere at once. “Just like all those damn groundhogs all over campus,” Wes had joked. She still hadn’t forgiven him for introducing her to O-Train from the Ottawa Awesomes as “Marmot.”