Happy weekend, lotties! This weekend, Lorth's Yunah, Lorth's Minji, and Lorth's Minju went to one of the places in Paris, and we also brought along some of our friends—Dvornikov's Gawon, Lamercy's Hanni, Dvornikov's Taesan, and Targaryen's Sui. It became a good chance for us to walk around together, enjoy the surroundings, and catch up with each other.

Sunday has its own kind of magic, slow and unhurried. With me Geisler’s Youngjae and my beloved Lorth’s Shinyu, this weekend felt like a little world of our own. We started the day in the kitchen, cooking together while sunlight poured through the windows, turning even the simplest breakfast into a memory that tasted sweeter because it was ours. Later, we spread out the paints, letting colors dance across the paper as laughter filled the quiet of the room.

By the afternoon, we drifted into our favorite escape—Minecraft. Side by side, wrapped in blankets, controllers in hand, we built and explored pixel by pixel, as if weaving another version of our love story in a different universe. It was simple, playful, and yet deeply comforting to know that no matter where we go—real or virtual—we’re always together.

And as Sunday slowly folded into evening, I realized how perfect days don’t always come from big plans or busy schedules. Sometimes they’re born in quiet kitchens, messy paintings, and blocky little houses on a screen. With Shinyu, even the smallest Sunday moments turn into something I want to hold forever—soft, warm, and endlessly ours.

ℐn the opulent heart of Hathaway's Debutante Ball, where chandeliers gleamed like diadems woven from starlight, the night unfolded like a velvet tapestry, and soft whispers danced gently around my steps. I found solace in the quiet alcove of the photobooth, a tender frame nestled amid splendor, holding the precious promise of capturing a fleeting moment. There, with you, @RogueLorth, a single gentle flash caught the sparkle of your smile, and in that breath, the moment became ours to keep. Long after the candlelight fades, this delicate veil remains, cradling the shimmer and silent blessings of your presence.

With devoted grace and a heart that never dims,
YUNAH. ✺
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