#리아초이 today i got to be yuna’s manager! i accompanied her to three busy schedules: first at the pop-up store, then to her dance practice where i even recorded her ice cream challenge 🍦 and cheered her on, and finally to radio star with wendy sunbaenim as the host. knowing she had such a packed day, i made her breakfast to eat in the car (she even packed me some too! 🥰), and she gave me a 5/5 for my manager skills today! it was such a joy supporting her, helping her day go smoothly, and seeing her smile between schedules. i’m so grateful i could be there for her today, and i hope she smoothly overcomes the rest of her busy schedule. before going to bed, i’ll make a wish for yuna’s solo success, hoping her days continue to be full of happiness, energy, and all the love she deserves. 💕 ₊ ‧*˚‌*

On a bright, moonlit night, Sethlore’s James and Mills’ Juhoon found themselves wandering through a town that felt completely still, as if the world had paused just for them. There was this heavy, peaceful atmosphere between them—the kind of quiet intimacy where you don't really need to say much to be understood. They spent the hours doing the typical things young people do, but it felt different, like they were writing a brand-new story that hadn't existed until that moment.

They stood there together, finally expressing things they had never even let themselves think about before, letting the conversation flow as naturally as the walk itself. They eventually found a place to grab some food, laughing and joking until the weight of past sadness just kind of drifted away. They had actually been prepping for this for a long time, even showing up in matching outfits. By the end of the night, it wasn't just about the time spent; it was about the genuine, clear joy of finally being there, together, in a moment that felt entirely their own.

GRRRRH SIAPA NYG BRANI NGUNCI KYA DI LUAR. 😡

Juhoon¹ dan Keonho² Mills, 1967.