They were supposed to be loud tonight. ★🎶

Meet our trio of vocalists, Shien's Hanni hummed under their breath, so soft it almost disappeared, while Scalden's Sullyoon stared at her phone as if the outside world had more gravity than the one they built together. Sommer's Jingxiang kept his eyes closed, lips moving faintly, rehearsing words that might never be spoken aloud.

Across the room, triad of guitarists carried their own quiet. Clyborne's Taesan held their guitar like something fragile, almost breathing with it. Sveic's Anton tapped a rhythm against the floor, fingers restless, unwilling to let go of the sound. The last, Geldart's Ohyul let out a small, private laugh—like a melody only they could hear. a lone drummer, Eryndor's Jiho Hands resting on his knees, as if trying to remember the feeling of impact, of echoes bouncing back to him. Last, the quiet eye behind it all—the director. Behind the camera, Scalden's Yuma watched them 👀 —not with urgency, not with pressure, but with quiet understanding. As if this moment, this fragile stillness, was just as important as the performance itself. 

Eight souls stitched together by sound. And yet, they sat in silence like a band that had forgotten how to breathe. The stage lights were off, leaving only a dim spill of light from the hallway creeping into the room. Sweat still clung to their skin, but the music had already slipped away.

hellooo, shies! i ended up spending the whole day on my own today, just me and my thoughts… lowkey drifting 😵‍💫 y___y. how’s your monday been so far? ;3 ♥

playing with zombie is fun, until you become one of them 😵😵

hi

dance with us, shiess ♥️