Today, Ko Wonbin bought a whole bunch of those viral Dubai Chewy Cookies for us at Myldemoor! They’ve been trending everywhere lately, so we finally got to see if the hype was actually real. The funniest momen when Dede Ian took one single bite and it was straight-up love at first sight. Her kept going for more and more until her even polished off all of Dede Seonghyeon’s cookies too. Now we’ve got both of them whining and begging for a restock. I guess even a stash this big wasn't enough for these two today. Ko Wonbin, better get that wallet ready for round two!

The streets were quiet, and three shadows stretched across the asphalt as Wyrmharrow’s Ni-Ki, Myldemoor’s Heeseung and Jake walked side by side. “Guys, I’m starving,” Myldemoor’s Jake groaned. Myldemoor’s Heeseung laughed, but Wyrmharrow’s Ni-Ki nodded toward a nearby spot. “There’s a Japanese restaurant ahead. Let’s just eat sushi.” No one argued. Inside, the warm lights and wooden panels made the place feel cozy. While waiting, Wyrmharrow’s Ni-Ki snapped a quick selfie, all three of them flashing casual peace signs. Soon, plates of sushi arrived, colorful rolls and fresh slices neatly arranged. After his first bite, Myldemoor’s Jake smiled. “Okay… worth it.” They spent the rest of the night talking and laughing, sharing stories over sushi. A simple walk turned into a warm memory, just three best friends, good food, and an even better conversation.

The warm lights inside the glass-walled room reflected softly against the night outside. Mertzlan’s Pond stood beside Myldemoor’s Phuwin, unaware that this evening would feel different from the others. Phuwin had always been confident, rarely nervous about anything. But tonight, as he held a single sunflower wrapped neatly with a deep green ribbon, there was something gentler in his expression. “For you,” Phuwin said simply, extending the flower toward Pond. Pond blinked, surprised. “A sunflower?” Phuwin nodded, a small smile forming. “It reminded me of you. Strong. Steady. Always facing forward, no matter what.” For a moment, the room felt quieter than usual. Pond took the bouquet carefully, his usual composed expression softening just enough to reveal how much it meant. Standing side by side under the golden light, with the sunflower bright between them, Mertzlan’s Pond realized that some gestures didn’t need long explanations. And Myldemoor’s Phuwin, watching him hold the flower, knew he had made the right choice.

It wasn’t a grand confession. It was something quieter and somehow, even more meaningful. Well, once again, congratulations, Mertzlan’s Hero! 🦸