Wandering through the city with no real plan, just letting the streets lead us wherever they wanted. From little record shops filled with hidden gems to colorful walls that felt like art galleries in disguise, every corner had its own story. Mirthwood's Carmen and Vansent's Ana laughed over the smallest things, paused for photos we’ll probably look back on years from now, and took our time like the day wasn’t going anywhere without us.

There’s something about walking side by side with friends that makes even the simplest moments feel cinematic the soft hum of the streets, the warmth of a cozy café, sharing bites of something sweet, and those random conversations that somehow turn into memories you never forget. It wasn’t about where we went, but who i was with. ♥️🌯

i guess Mirthwood has found a hidden treasure who truly loves us— our aunty, Mirthwood’s Sakura. today is her special day, and we’re celebrating her birthday with so much love. to me, aunty is not just an aunt figure, but also someone who truly cares for her family. even though she’s always taking care of her nephews and nieces, it doesn’t mean she doesn’t like to be pampered. in fact, she can be quite clingy with our uncles, just like a little sister. few silly moments of us that i’ll always treasure. to my dear aunty, i hope your life always finds its way to happiness, joy, and love. we love you so much. ♥️

Under a sky painted with neon lights, Mirthwood’s Jeemin and Delaire’s Sullyoon slipped into the glowing amusement park, lights dancing across their faces as laughter and music filled the air. Mirthwood's Jeemin tried to act unfazed, but her eyes kept following every ride, while Delaire's Sullyoon quietly smiled beside her. “Don’t tell me you’re scared,” Mirthwood's Jeemin teased near the swing ride. Delaire's Sullyoon only smirked, and minutes later they were already up in the air, laughter mixing with the wind as the city blurred beneath them.
Afterward, they wandered around sharing snacks and small jokes, stopping in front of the carousel glowing gold in the night. Delaire's Sullyoon leaned on the railing, eyes soft. “It’s pretty.” Mirthwood's Jeemin glanced at her for a second longer than usual before nodding. “…Yeah.” And somehow, between the lights and quiet moments, the night felt warmer—not because of the park, but because they weren’t alone in it. 🎡💕