The afternoon was full of small arguments, two stubborn hearts trying to be understood first. Words came out too fast, feelings were louder than reason. We almost said “let’s end this.” But evening arrived, and just like the sky softens at dusk, so did we. At night, we found ourselves walking together again, side by side, like we always do. Doucheron's Sungmin in a white shirt and that green cap, quiet but still warm. Wellington's Yeojun in a grey shirt and black cap, hands in pockets, but steps slowly leaning closer. We walked under the city lights, stopped by the STOP sign just to laugh, take pictures, and pretend we weren’t mad a few hours ago. The night wind was cool, but the warmth came from the simple fact that we still chose each other in the end. That was yesterday. Love-hate? Maybe. But if we end the day together, then it’s still love. Until our next night-walk.

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❥ 📬 𝖳𝗈𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖬𝖺𝗂 𝖳𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗈𝗄𝖺’𝗌!

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤɢᴏᴀʟ ᴄᴀʟᴇɴᴅᴇʀ. ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤꜱᴛᴇᴀʟᴇʀ ʜᴇʀꜱᴇʟꜰ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤɢʟᴏᴡꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴘᴏɪꜱᴇㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤᴛʀᴀᴄɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴍɪʟᴇꜱᴛᴏɴᴇ.

𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗲𝗱, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗲𝘀 𝘀𝘄𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗽𝗲𝘁𝗮𝗹𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗶𝗻𝘆 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲𝘀, 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻.
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Just me and my homies stroll
down the street. 💥
Grabbing a quiet bite and riding bikes.

Isn't our fit too on point just for a walk? Kheraeld's Yoshi in grey shirt with beanie on and Halton's Doyoung got that stylist fit, wait.. everyone's fit is kinda matching but mine, apa mereka janjian di grup yang gaada guanya? 🤨