Today was Lacher’s Rora’s turn to attend her weekly dance practice, a routine that felt increasingly important as the performance date crept closer with each passing week. Mills’s Kya, however, trailed after her into the dance room—not content to sit quietly in a corner while waiting for Sörguine’s Carmen, but instead turning the empty studio into her own little world. She unpacked every small treasure she had brought along, carefully laying them across the dance floor: stacks of books, scattered crayons, and jars of bright paints that soon found their way onto any surface that caught her wandering curiosity. As music echoed through the room, Lacher's Rora remained focused on her movements, practicing step after step while Mills's Kya slowly drifted between bursts of creativity and quiet moments, eventually dozing off on the cool floor, still clutching her drawings. When practice finally came to an end, Lachers's Rora gently woke her, and while waiting for Sörguine’s Carmen to arrive and take us home, we passed the time playing together, our soft laughter slowly filling the space that moments before had belonged only to music and motion.

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No caption, Frank Zhang and Luke Castellan so cool 😝

halo cherish~