It started as one of those quiet park mornings soft sunlight, fresh air, and no real plans. I stayed behind the camera, just capturing everything as it naturally happened. Mertzlan’s Gawon sat under the tree, looking calm like she belonged to the moment, while Lorth’s Anxin stood casually, effortless in his own way. Diaz’s Liz blended beautifully with the greenery, and Heisenbërg’s Carmen looked like she was just enjoying her own little world on the grass. Not far away, Gritner’s Ni-Ki moved around with endless energy, while Heisenbërg’s Keen kept things simple, just standing there like the city behind him was part of his scene.

Eryndor’s Soha smiled softly at the camera, Heisenbërg’s Wonyoung played with the sunlight like she knew exactly how to catch it, and Caelthwynn’s Leehan leaned quietly by the tree, looking like part of a natural photoshoot. Eldraeth’s Jiwoo had that calm, composed presence, while Myldemoor’s Minji felt soft and peaceful, like the morning itself. And Heisenbërg’s Anton stood there effortlessly, like he didn’t even need to try. No one really planned anything we just took turns, laughed, posed a little, and enjoyed the park. It was simple, just a slow morning together, but somehow it felt like the kind of moment you’d keep for a long time.🍀🫧

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The afternoon unfolded like a soft pastel dream, where sunlight draped itself gently over the quiet little café tucked between blooming corners of the street. Hesserhine's Ruohan was the first to arrive, smiling as if she had been waiting for this moment all week. Soon after, Liesbon's Ruohan slipped into the seat across from her, cheeks slightly flushed from the warmth outside, bringing with her a light laughter that made everything feel instantly brighter. Eryndor's Ruohan and Soigne's Shen Yue arrived together, quickly approaching the delicate pastries displayed by the counter as if they had already decided to try everything.

They spent the afternoon wrapped in gentle conversations, the clink of porcelain cups blending with their laughter. Sweet drinks tinted in shades of pink and cream sat prettily on the table, untouched at times because their stories felt more important. Outside the café, there was a small flower shop, and without hesitation, the four girls wandered over, choosing bouquets that somehow reflected each of them: soft roses, pink peonies, colorful gerberas, and fresh tulips that would soon scatter like memories in this afternoon.
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