The café had become one of their usual spots — the kind of place where the staff already recognized them as the twins who always ordered matching drinks without planning to. While waiting for their coffees, they sat across from each other bickering over small things like whose fashion sense influenced the other first, even though everyone around them could already tell they shared the same habits.

Ningning Cherrilane's kept adjusting the sleeves of her oversized shirt while quietly eyeing the cheesecake on the table, pretending she didn’t want any. Meanwhile, O.de Cherrilane's stayed bundled in his jacket, hiding half his face whenever she pointed her camera toward him, which only made her laugh harder. Their conversations jumped from random jokes to unfinished stories so naturally that sometimes they spoke over each other at the exact same moment.

The warm café lights reflected against the windows as the city outside slowly turned darker, but neither of them seemed to notice how much time had passed. Two iced coffees melted beside the half-finished dessert while they continued talking about absolutely nothing important — the kind of conversations only siblings could somehow stretch for hours.

By the end of the afternoon, nothing extraordinary had happened. Just the quiet comfort of twins spending time together, existing in sync the way they always had since the beginning.

The city lights around Blok M Square felt warmer that night. A few of them decided to sneak out for a little late-night hangout. Mirthwood’s Jeemin wandered around the city with Danvery’s Dohoon, Mortemire’s Dohoon, Cherrilane’s Dohoon, and Lachers’s Dohoon, enjoying the chilly midnight air and crowded streets filled with lights.

They ended up stopping at a small café near the corner street, ordering iced drinks before spreading UNO cards across the table. The game instantly became chaotic.

“WOI, jangan reverse terus!” “Skill issue.” “Apaan skill issue, lu curang.” Laughters echoed louder every round, especially when Mortemire’s Dohoon suddenly stacked multiple draw cards on Danvery’s Dohoon. “INI NGGAK ADIL.” “Yang kalah traktir makan ronde selanjutnya,” Danvery’s Dohoon grinned.

After countless accusations of cheating and dramatic betrayals during UNO, they left the café still laughing and walked around Blok M Square together. One of them bought gul tik while another kept insisting the candied grapes tasted “life-changing.”

Mirthwood's Jeemin quietly held her drink while watching the others argue over who actually won UNO earlier. “Kalian ribut mulu, padahal yang menang udah gue,” she said casually. Them instantly protested at the same time. “SCAM.” “NGGAK TERIMA.” “ULANG SATU GAME.” “Best of three sekarang.”  The night grew colder, but none of them wanted to go home yet. Everyone became overly competitive, trying to win while accusing each other of cheating every round. Between the messy card game, sweet street snacks, and endless jokes, their little “malming” at Blok M somehow became one of the warmest and most memorable moments.

This afternoon, Cherrilane’s Sanghyeon and Scarvaine’s Zhanghao decided to wander around Paris with no particular destination in mind. Cherrilane’s Sanghyeon was busy popping into every little shop that looked cute, whilst Scarvaine’s Zhanghao just tagged along, occasionally teasing the random items that Sanghyeon ended up buying anyway. After that, Cherrilane’s Sanghyeon and Scarvaine’s Zhanghao continued walking from one corner of the city to another, chatting about trivial things, taking a short break, then carrying on until nightfall, without realising how far they’d wandered. It was just a simple, ordinary day in Paris for Cherrilane’s Sanghyeon and Scarvaine’s Zhanghao.