On this day, Caldune’s Jisoo, Myldemoor’s Shangen, Langforth’s Beomgyu, and Clardforge’s Siyeon chose to spend the day together. With no rush and no strict plans, we let the day guide us. We walked side by side, sharing stories about life, small moments we had missed, and things that suddenly felt easier to talk about under the warm sunlight.

Snacks in our hands, we wandered around the park, admiring the greenery and stopping whenever something looked interesting enough to slow us down. There was laughter, quiet pauses, and conversations that flowed naturally without forcing anything. Time felt gentle, almost slower than usual.

At one point, we picked a small flower, a simple gesture to appreciate the beauty around us. It may have looked ordinary from the outside, but for us, this day was more than just a holiday. It was about being present, feeling connected, and enjoying the comfort of being together. ♥︎

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤSTORY WRITE IN INK:
ㅤㅤㅤA PLACE WHERE LOVE IS EVERYWHERE

Golden hour light that stretches across the wooden floors, the smell of fresh coffee that finds its way under your bedroom door before you’ve even opened your eyes, and the collective exhale we all take when the world outside gets too loud. The songs we love often mourn the rooms that stayed empty and the lives that never aligned, this is a call for the exact opposite. What we offers?

I. The Shared Table: A place where dinner
it’s about the extra chair that is always
pulled out for 2000—2008 line, the stories
that are SIBLINGSHOOD until the
candles burn low.ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

II. The Safety of Being Seen: A place where
you can be your most good self. The ease
of being see the TAKENLIST to the comfort
of knowing you’re home, @SamniontBot.
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Anything About The House We Will Share: We will share the specific, slightly annoying creak of the floorboard outside the bathroom. Arguing over whose turn to buy the good oat milk or deciding which candle smells the least.

Greetings, The Samniont! Your song reached me, and it sounds like exactly where I belong. I’m hoping to join your harmony with (Your Muse) born in (Year of Birth). I’m ready to step through the open door and trade the echoes for a home that is actually lived in and loved.

A corner of the sofa that will eventually mold to your shape until everyone is safely tucked inside. The light is on, the kettle is ready, and The House You Will Share is waiting for its missing piece...
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NEW YEAR’S EVE WITH @CHERRILANE
𝘈 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯 🪄

As the year leans toward its hfinal night,
Cherrilane opens a quiet corner for truths, that have waited patiently through the seasons. Here, confessions are not rushed, they arrive like cherries at midnight, deep in color, tender in meaning, and bold enough to be felt.

This 𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗿’𝘀 𝗘𝘃𝗲, let your words wander freely. Speak what the old year could not hold, and carry what matters into the next chapter. Whether it’s gratitude, longing, or an unspoken warmth, every feeling has a seat at the table tonight.


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ㅤㅤNEW YEAR’S EVE CONFESSION:
ㅤㅤLet your heart leave its mark
ㅤㅤbefore the clock begins again.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ🗓 𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟗-𝟑𝟎
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   ㅤ 𝐒𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲.
ㅤㅤ𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧,
ㅤㅤ𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫,
ㅤㅤ𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫
ㅤ    𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝. 🎆