Miura Haruma. Oh what is there to say... He's 178 cm tall (aka 5'10") and he feels that is a decent height. He weights 63 kg (aka 138.75 lbs), and he feels that is a decent weight. Haruma considers himself a good mix appearance wise so he comes out, in his opinion, average. But being average isn't bad. He's content with not being a hotshot. Sure, Haruma plays with his looks a bit. His hairdo changes every so often just to keep things fresh. It's the artistic side to him that convinces him he suddenly needs bleached blonde streaks across his forehead, or layer upon layer until he could be metaphorically compared to an onion....what, not a good joke? Man... -shrugs-.
The most noteworthy component of Haruma's appearance is most definitely his smile. Let's just face it. He's got a killer smile, and his cute little eyes scrunch up just right so he actually looks like the ^-^ smiley. His mother always said he was adorable when he smiled, so of course he likes smiling. Who doesn't want to please their mother? Haru has a good 'annoyed' face too...all in all his features are quite expressive. This means Haruma has a hard time hiding what he's thinking, but in this business it's a good thing too. For one thing, people can tell because of his grin when working with the camera that he sincerely loves his job to bits.Haruma maintains a very calm and happy-go-easy sort of personality. He, by definition almost, is not an extravagant person. The simple things in life are all he really needs. A few good friends, mostly from his non-work life, a few co-workers he gets along with, a good caring family. That's all he really needs, he feels. Well, that and his camera. But when it comes to people he's not mister social butterfly, but he's not mister social outcast either. Haruma lives in his own little in between world where the thing that matters is capturing the rest of the world on film.
He absolutely adores his camera and all his photography work. It wasn't the job he'd expected, but when the offer came for him to pursue photography as a profession appeared he snatched it with no regrets. Live life with no regrets. That's his motto, more or less. He finishes the things he starts, tries his best to be polite to everyone, and cares abundantly for those simple things that stick out as important in his life. His camera is never far away from Haruma. He carries it with him almost everywhere he goes. Yes, that can get annoying, but he doesn't just want to capture celebrity life through the photoshoots and whatnot. Haruma will take a picture of anything, from a cat passing by on the street to a blimp floating lazily over the city. THe whole world fascinates him, so he goes out of his apartment every morning with his eyes open, not prepared for anything because he doesn't know what fascinating site he'll encounter next.
When Haruma goes for something in life, he jumps wholeheartedly towards it. His work is a good example. His favorite word is Hisshi which translates basically to putting your whole self into what you do. His work is all of Haruma. His friendships are all of Haruma. His family is all of Haruma. His lovelife is all of Haruma too (though at the moment he hasn't found the young lady to spark his interest.) He's not the best at everything, and is well aware of that, but that doesn't mean he won't give his all when trying.
Along with his camera, Haruma brings his mp3 player with him just about anywhere. It's good for inspiration. Like I mentioned earlier, he's an artistic mind. If he weren't then he would never survive in this business but so far his work has been quite comfortable. The job is relatively new, but he started apprenticing once he graduated high school and though his work is still supervised occasionally by higher ups, he is trusted to get the job done right. He's human and makes mistakes. Sometimes the lighting is messed up or he just can't get the right pose or expression out of the model. It can't expected to be perfect every time, but no matter what, Haru does his best and should things go wrong he works harder along with a polite apology. And when you look into his eyes, it's obvious that his apologies are sincere.It was a quiet household. Haruma, his mother, and his father. They had a dog once but as usually happens in time with pets, he went up to doggy heaven. He grew up with a simple life in the Ibaraki Prefecture, north of Tokyo. Went to school. Grew. Studied. He lived a pretty standard life. His parents noted early on that their son was special artistically. He was good at crafts, colored inside the lines before he even had to be told that that was the proper thing to do. He seemed to know which colors looked good together, and where everything should go on a canvas, even with finger painting.
His mum, quite pleased with her son's talent, signed him up for art lessons, but while he was talented, as the years went by his peer's work in those classes would often outshine his. So he was shuffled from drawing to painting to even sewing for one awkward summer before Haruma picked up a camera and everything fell into place. Needless to say, Haruma was good. Very good. He started entering photography competitions in middle school and placed high in all of them. In high school he took more lessons along side his normal schooling and succeeding in being noticed by professionals. Haruma was sought out and though he personally had been planning on going to college to study photography and design, this seemed like an option just as worthwhile.
Haruma began an apprenticeship at age eighteen, and for two years studied photography under the masters. It was more of the glamorous world too, and while Haruma would have been happy just taking pictures of animals or landscape, he ended up taking photos of celebrities. Not that he minded. When he turned twenty Haruma was told that he could go independent now, that those he'd studied with would be glad to continue guiding him should he ever need help. And Haruma bowed thanking them for their guidance.
