Wendissle’s Iroha here. I didn’t expect much from tonight, but somehow it turned into something I’ll remember for a long time. Delaire’s Iroha and I finally got to meet—just us, the city lights, quiet streets, and warm ramyeon that tasted better simply because of the company. We had no big plans, just a shared list of stories, inside jokes, and those chaotic “wait, what?” moments that made us laugh until our stomachs hurt. Sometimes, it’s the unplanned nights like this that!