Days like this never really get planned they just happen. 🤔 One moment we’re walking in like normal, the next we’re taking random photos, laughing at nothing, and turning every corner into a memory. With Ian around, it’s never quiet, never boring always something chaotic, and something real.

I (Kai) don’t think we realize how special this is while it’s happening… just a bunch of us being stupid, loud, and being ourselves. But maybe that’s the point. 🫂

ㅤ …⅋ EIFFEL’S LUMINESCENCE
ㅤ Guides Vagary Into Laughter,
ㅤSECRET WHISPERS Across
ㅤ Cobblestone Streets At Dusk


PARIS──softly curated by Schmidt’ Wonyoung, a business trip on paper, but really an excuse to steal her little brothers away from everything that’s been weighing them down. Bellinors’ Ryul needed the silence between city lights, something to blur the noise in his head. And Nicheford Keonho? dragged along, reluctantly present, quietly compliant because saying no was never really an option with them.

Dinner tasted better when she paid, laughter felt lighter under foreign skies, and the night unfolded gently around them.
Steps tracing the glow of the Eiffel Tower, cameras out, memories kept, except Keonho, of course. “Too 'basic' he said. Too predictable. Too new money energy.” So he stayed just out of frame, while the others bathed in gold light, let themselves feel a little freer than before. 🥂

greetings from me & my twins (cat) 🩶