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E U N O I A.

   (noun). | yooˈnoiə |

a well mind

beautiful thinking

NAME: levi calderon

AGE: twenty-three

PRONOUNS: he/him

OCCUPATION: associate investment banker at calderon maddox

SECRET: he is selling his father’s company’s stock and donating the money to charity.

FC: xavier serrano

R E L A T I O N S H I P with S T E L L A

They grew up together, their families practically one thanks to their family’s businesses being tied together at the name. Levi and Stella’s great-grandfathers had created their own wealth, using their intelligence and charm to create what would become the most successful investment banking group the city had ever seen. They were babysat together whenever their parents had events to attend, and when they were old enough, they made fun of the snobby, rich couples trying to suck up to their parents’ wealth. Levi and Stella had always been friends, but it always felt as though their friendship was built artificially, not through genuine interactions. Although they were thick as thieves when they were kids, they slowly grew apart as time passed, realizing that there were others that they clicked better with, who maybe accepted them better for who they were. 

Still, they were never completely out of each others’ lives – they attended the same university, were in similar social circles, and of course, the dinners and galas never stopped requiring their attendance, so they would see each other now and then. Having been one of the few people who actually knew his mother personally, she was even there for him (albeit briefly) after his mother’s passing. It was at one charity event (a Saturday after the longest week Levi could remember) when he spilled. Too much whiskey was consumed on his end, and quickly, he was unloading his frustrations as she listened intently – of course, Levi himself has no memory of her helping him back to his apartment, no memory of her telling him that she was planning to disappear soon. After she actually disappeared, Levi had shrugged it off, and was even happy for Stella, who had told him at a young age how she dreamed of living along the coast of the French Riviera, indulging in fine champagne and sitting front-row at the Monte-Carlo Masters and marrying a famous tennis player. He thought she was going to go live out her dreams – never in a million years did he think she’d actually disappear. Never in a billion years did he think that she would return, especially with information he never remembered telling her. Levi is scared shitless, to say the least, and with an unsatisfied mind, he is determined to figure out what is behind all the strings she’s been pulling.

E U N O I A is currently closed.        BIOGRAPHY FOUND UNDER THE CUT.

Despite being two weeks early and causing his mother to endure a surprise caesarean section,  Levi Christian Calderón was born into the world with big, curious, hazel eyes,. His mother had called it–she believed he would one day have the knowledge and power to bring a force, a change to the world. Little did she know, as frail and and in-awe that she was, how right she would be. From pointing to the Van Gogh and Picasso originals lining the walls of the Calderón Mansion in the Upper East Side in his high chair, to highlighting newspaper articles for new vocabulary words, Levi never stopped wanting to learn. What’s this, how’s that–the boy simply did not stop asking questions. He’d read books until 3 AM as a kid, snuggled up in his father’s desk chair with a blanket wrapped around his knees, flipping pages until he conquered his latest endeavor.

With all the questioning and shoulder-tapping, most would have thought that Alejandro and Jane Calderón, Levi’s loving (and madly-in-love) parents, would have grown tired of answering questions that prompted thought, perspective, and impartiality. In fact, Alejandro, who was the Chairman and CEO of Maddox Calderón, only the most prominent investment banking group in the world (the position, naturally, was populated only by the offspring of Levi’s great-grandfather and his partner, James Maddox, the original founders of the company), was ecstatic to realize how dangerously smart his son would be when he became of age to succeed his role. On the flip side, Jane, one of the loveliest and humblest women to grace the streets of the Upper East Side, was simply overjoyed to see that her son shared the same curious mind she possessed. Jane, the founder of the international non-profit organization called Enfantisse, was quick to feed into Levi’s spirit of inquiry, inviting him along on her global trips to conferences and visits to teach him about the cultures of the world.

Levi, of course, jumped at this chance: as a young child, despite his closeness with books, he was ready to escape the confines of the spacious, crown-molded rooms and explore the genuine, colorful tastes of the world. From age seven, Levi jumped willingly onto his mother’s private jets, notebook in hand, ready to learn. They traveled to African cities where he helped install plumbing and painted desks for local primary schools, taught kids his age in Thailand how to read and write in between games of soccer, and most of all, absorbed every piece of knowledge he could. Cultures, recipes, jokes, signs–but the most important thing he came back with was a passion to learn languages. Upon entering St. Jude’s, Levi picked up verbs, words, and conjugations like no other, mastering several languages before even reaching his high school years. During his holidays, he’d fly off with his mother once again, ready to show off his newfound Swahili skills to the locals he had met just a summer prior. Simply put, he loved seeing the beauty in the world, and believed that the more he knew, the more he could understand, and the more he could appreciate about the world.

As Enfantisse grew, Levi’s mother’s job became less about the hands-on experiences she had once spent all her time doing, and more about spreading awareness, attending conferences, and educating others of the Calderóns’ status about their work. Slowly, the trips decreased, probably just around the time when Levi’s father started pressing him to focus on his schoolwork–he had reached the start of his high school career, after all. He excelled in his work, becoming a model student in his humanities classes, but struggled in his STEM-related coursework–it wasn’t that he wasn’t smart enough to understand, his mind was just elsewhere. For Levi, his thoughts were at the top of Mount Kilimanjaro, or climbing the steps of the temples of Kathmandu, not solving second differentials or determining the molarity of an acid. He was brilliant–any one of Levi’s teachers could see that, he just needed a little guidance on where to prioritize his thoughts. You could often see him reading a book on his way home from school, tucking a pencil in his pocket so it could be ready for him to underline profound passages whenever he pleased.

With a little help from his parents and his guidance counselors, Levi blossomed into one of the best students St. Jude’s had ever seen–acceptances letters were thrown in every which way (although, his last name did help in that regard), and soon, Levi was moving out of the Calderón house and into a dorm room at Columbia, the school his entire family had attended since his great-grandfather first immigrated to the United States. For once, Levi’s father was not worried about his son’s future in the banking business–Levi was smart beyond measure, talented, passionate, and charming, and finally knew where to put his head. Twenty-year old Levi was just beginning to get his life in order when his mother was diagnosed with breast cancer.

Since the moment her medical results came back, the Calderon family was in shambles. The lively Spanish culture that once colored the family turned into a monochrome grey, with smiles seen seldom around the house. The joy and love that was once flooded the halls of the Calderón Estate vanished; once Jane’s fight with cancer ultimately ended, nothing was the same. Alejandro turned cold, channeling all his energy and anger into his work, never really giving Levi the time of day. As father and son grew apart, so did Levi’s drive and commitment to his family.

It was one day, after Levi and his father held another heated argument in his father’s study, when Levi slammed the door, eyes watering, and bounded up the stairs to revisit his mother’s old studio. A photographer, Jane had always loved to capture her moments around the world and write journal entries about the things she had learned, the cultural differences, and what she would have wanted to do better in each location she visited. He found her desk untouched, her camera still loaded with pictures from her most recent trip to Paraguay. Immediately, the tears that had pooled up in his eyes started flowing down his cheeks, the beauty of the world through his mother’s eyes overwhelming him completely. He missed her, dearly, missed her perspective, her knowledge, her passion, her compassion. Levi took the camera and her journal home with him, spending hours reading through her entries and looking at her photographs. It was then when realized that Levi fell in love with storytelling, and knew that he wanted to continue her legacy.

Between long hours at the office (of course, at Maddox Calderón), Levi found time to teach himself photography. Slowly, still life became landscapes, landscapes became portraits, and portraits made Levi sorely miss his time traveling. He checked in on Enfantisse from time to time, and while they were still steadily increasing their outreach to children all over the world, Levi wanted more for them. He wanted to build a school year, hire more staff there–most of all, he wanted to be out there himself, just as his mother had done just years prior. In his daily life, he felt almost sick handling money the size of some nations’ GDPs, and wondered just how far one transaction could go. He crunched numbers in his bed at home, chipping at the little free time he had to figure out how he could siphon some money out to help the kids he had known growing up.

Little by little, he started selling minute percentages of stocks that came to his desk, making sure that the money he would take would be small and insignificant enough that no one would notice–and immediately began donating this money under an anonymous name to his late mother’s organization. Today, he still juggles between hiding from his father (not that he truly gives much attention to Levi anyway, aside from social events and company business), and struggling to come to terms with what he truly wants to do with the rest of his life. While he wants to honor his family by taking on the job of running their company after his father retires, Levi cannot help but feel drawn to the travels and the concept of continuing his mothers work–and writing about and photographing the world, just like she did.

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