The afternoon sun had just begin to soften by the time Juhoon Lóu finally made it home, still wearing his slightly wrinkled school uniform and carrying the unmistakable look of someone who had survived a long day of classes. Before he could even think about resting, Anton Caltbern was already waiting by the door with bright eyes. “Ko, laper mau cilung?” Juhoon Lóu let out a quiet chuckle, shaking his head as if he was about to refuse, though the answer was already obvious from the way he reached for his wallet “Padahal adek baru balik sekolah, yaudah ayoo.” They spent the walk home sharing bites, laughing over random stories from Juhoon Lóu’s day at school, and occasionally nudging each other whenever Anton Caltbern insisted the cilung somehow tasted better because his older brother paid for it. 🏡

deep greenery,
‎nature that intertwines with me like an effortless beauty. ❀♥️

Dear diary, hari ini gue, Lóuzhen’s Juhoon, gua merasa babyblues nemenin dua bocah sok gede sok mau menikah sok keren sok gak panggil gue koko alias Lóuzhen’s Keonho dan Seonghyeon 😂 #Mature

Jans

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Lóuzhen’s Ian had asked Liu’s Seonghyeon to come along for a little Saturday market date, claiming she only wanted to pick up a few things before they headed home. Under the bright afternoon sun, though, “a few things” quickly turned into wandering through every aisle together, Lóuzhen’s Ian clinging to Liu’s Seonghyeon’s arm while adding snacks and little things they definitely didn’t need into their basket. “Lookie, this one’s cute,” she’d say, already reaching for it before he could answer. By the time they finally made their way home, they were way over budget, arms full of things neither of them had planned to buy, but somehow neither of them complained about it.
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