haapppyyyy six seveennnn 😭😭😭🫰🏻🫰🏻🫰🏻🫰🏻😭🫰🏻😭🫰🏻

mas yeb… ini tuh bukan cuma sedih 😭 ini kaya jantung dicabut pelan-pelan tapi masih disuruh hidup 😭💔 mimpi itu jahat banget mas… dikasih bahagia setinggi langit terus dijatuhin tanpa aba-aba 😭😭😭 pas bangun tuh rasanya kaya realita nampar keras banget 😭🥺 dunia tiba-tiba kosong, sunyi, hampa, kaya semua warna dirampas dalam satu detik 😭💔 tatapan mas yeb itu loh… kosong banget 😭 kaya orang yang kehilangan separuh jiwanya 😭😭😭 kaya masih berharap itu nyata dan gak mau nerima kalau semuanya cuma mimpi 😭🥺 jujur liatnya bikin dada sesek sampe susah napas 😭💔 tangan dingin, tenggorokan sakit nahan tangis 😭😭😭 kehilangan sosok yang selalu ada itu bukan hal kecil mas 😭 itu kaya kebiasaan yang tiba-tiba dihapus paksa 😭 kaya bangun tidur tapi gak tau harus nyari siapa lagi 😭💔 kalau gua di posisi mas yeb mungkin udah ambruk, nangis sampe suara habis, badan gemeteran 😭😭😭 asli gak kebayang sekuat apa rasanya 😭🥺 marathon kali ini bukan cuma bikin sedih, ini bikin hati kaya diremuk terus diinjak 😭💔🥺

Hello cimit👀

Ekskul dulu cimit~ btw GGMU

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. 🥂