i crouch beneath the metal framework of a stage, surrounded by the quiet atmosphere of a backstage area. the industrial setting feels raw yet artistic, giving me a calm moment to reflect. wearing an oversized white shirt and a loose tie, i feel relaxed while waiting for something to begin. beside me, a white electric guitar quietly symbolizes creativity and music. as i take a quick photo with my phone, it feels like a brief pause before the energy of the performance starts. ☆ ♫ ⋆

don’t let the pink clip fool you! 🫨

“Dede, you said we were just going for a walk…” Cherrilane’s Shinyu said, looking at the table slowly filling with coffee and pastries.

It all began when Seretti’s Dohoon suddenly suggested taking a walk around. There wasn't any actual plan, just a casual walk until they came across a warm little café that smelled nice and inviting, with fresh bread and coffee.

As soon as they stepped inside, Dohoon instantly halted in front of the pastry case. His eyes were fully drawn to the line of freshly baked bread, and he looked at them with wide eyes as if he had just found something really important. Meanwhile, Shinyu just sighed as he watched him carefully go through the menu, taking his time like choosing bread was a big decision.

one drink turned into two, pastries appeared on the table, what was meant to be just a short walk somehow became a chance to grab coffee, enjoy pastries, and spend a peaceful afternoon in the warm, inviting atmosphere of the café.