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hello sachis! i never give my best greeting since i’m here. x3 well.. a little story, on sunday all greesacht got a trip we do so much fun thing; i got three—best picture from taesan, eunchae and sarang, which each of them snap it, thanks to them! and the another pict of me with ko sungchan is mommy jinah and ce ningning who took it, as you can see how gorgeous the afternoon sky is. sachi, i’m gonna start the july with a good mood—spend a lot time with sacht’s my home and i hope good things also come to you one by one in this new month, have a lovely tuesday. ♥︎
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TOLONGIN OMG BONEKA DD KNPH, kok dd ajak ngomong gK jwap....
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HAI SACHISS, happy July! I hope this month would be our month ya HEHEHE ^___^ today I took some pictures to log into my personal lookbook where I keep pictures of my outfits for memories! udah cakep belum akuu sachis?><
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Forwarded from Anarchy With The Lorths; Resist Until The End.
Tonight began as a quiet, calculated escape, Lorth’s San and Greesacht’s Taesan slipping from the city's noise, was never meant to turn into a parade. The plan was simple: walk beneath sodium lights, speak little, disappear into the hush where even time forgets to move. But silence attracts the loud. Lorth’s Dohoon and Greesacht’s Eunchae begged to join, grins too knowing, steps too eager. San and Taesan exchanged one resigned look. Then came Lorth’s Dongmin and Greesacht’s Giselle, chips in hand, claiming “coincidence” like it wasn’t moon-scripted. So it became six.
They didn’t walk, they roamed. Past shuttered stores and flickering lampposts, ice cream at a neon stall with their flavors that made no sense. A graffiti-stained bench turned into their stage, Eunchae hummed, Dohoon danced, Giselle sketched, Doming and Taesan listened. While San stood steady. Half fond, half calculating. The kind of quiet that lets chaos bloom, just long enough to feel infinite, before morning took it all back.
They didn’t walk, they roamed. Past shuttered stores and flickering lampposts, ice cream at a neon stall with their flavors that made no sense. A graffiti-stained bench turned into their stage, Eunchae hummed, Dohoon danced, Giselle sketched, Doming and Taesan listened. While San stood steady. Half fond, half calculating. The kind of quiet that lets chaos bloom, just long enough to feel infinite, before morning took it all back.
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