(DISBANDED) Iris of Blosceir.
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ใ…คใ…ค ๐‘ฐ๐‘น๐‘ฐ๐‘บ ๐‘‚๐‘“ ๐‘ฉ๐’๐’๐’”๐’„๐’†๐’Š๐’“: ๐Ÿƒ
'๐–ก๐–ด๐–ณ๐–ณ๐–ค๐–ฑ๐–ค๐–ฃ ๐–ณ๐–ค๐– , ๐–ค๐–ณ๐–ค๐–ฑ๐–ญ๐– ๐–ซ ๐–ก๐–ซ๐–ฎ๐–ฒ๐–ฒ๐–ฎ๐–ฌ๐–ฒ'

When you meet @Blosceirs, ask
keeper of tea, and wandering bloom. ๐Ÿชท

@IrisOfBlosceirBot โ™ก @BlosceirSFSBot.
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Ready for party night come
๐Ÿ’˜9โค6๐Ÿพ6๐Ÿ’Š5โคโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ2๐Ÿ”ฅ1๐Ÿณ1
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Good night, Iyis! Rest well and have a good sleep. โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ
๐Ÿ’˜7๐Ÿฆ„4๐Ÿ”ฅ3๐Ÿฅฐ3โค2๐ŸŽ„2
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The colorful lights from the rides came back on, lighting up the night even from the distant parking lot. The changing colors; red, blue, green, purple shone on our faces as we stood there. I, Duisterg's Sarang along with Blosceirโ€™s Minju, Reiss's Sarang, Cherrilane's Kya, Dvornikov's Sarang and Diaz's Sarang. We were still debating; rides or food?

Cherrilane's Kya kept pushing for a group ride, but the majority chose food. So we headed to the glowing stalls, with Dvornikov's Sarang singing loudly. Diaz's Sarang crouched down, smiling at the chatter, while I, Duisterg's Sarang tried to hide my hunger.

Suddenly, Blosceirโ€™s Minju dashed ahead, waving "See you there!" And make Reiss's Sarang pulled her arm to slow her down and keep the group together.

Can you guess how this night will go?
Grab your jacket, hang out with friends this Saturday night, even with the debates and someone rushing to the food, we've got each other, and that's what makes it fun. Hope you're having a great night too! โ™ก
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Happy weekend, Iyis! Konon katanya melihat orang ganteng (gua) bisa membuat weekend kalian lebih berwarna ๐Ÿ˜œ
1๐Ÿ”ฅ5๐Ÿ•Š3๐Ÿ‘€2โคโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ1โค1๐Ÿพ1๐Ÿ’˜1
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The hallway lights flickered back on after the bell ๐Ÿ”” , washing the lockers and tiled floors in a dull glow. We met there like it was unplanned, but everyone knew it wasnโ€™t. I stood with Blosceirโ€™s Karina and Reissโ€™s Liz, backpacks slung low, voices kept just quiet enough to feel thrilling. We leaned against the cold walls, debating in whispers, class or freedom? Blosceir's Karina kept glancing down the corridor, smiling like she already knew the answer. Reiss's Liz crossed her arms, pretending to think, though her eyes sparkled with mischief. Somewhere down the hall, footsteps echoed, making us freeze, then laugh softly once they faded. ๐Ÿ˜ฏ

The plan formed quickly: slip out together, no second thoughts. A shared look, a small nod, that was enough. Can you guess how this school day will end? Grab your bag, meet your people in the hallway, and even if itโ€™s just a quiet rebellion, at least weโ€™re skipping it together. โ™ก
2๐Ÿฅฐ8๐Ÿ˜5โ˜ƒ4โค4๐Ÿ•Š2๐Ÿพ2๐ŸŽ„2๐Ÿ‘พ2๐ŸŽ‰1๐ŸŽƒ1๐Ÿ’˜1
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Sleep tight, lyis i miss you! โ™ฅ๏ธŽ
โคโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ11๐Ÿ•Š7๐Ÿ’˜7โšก5๐ŸŽ„4๐Ÿ”ฅ3
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