life update! hi rovies~ hoping the days ahead are just as kind to all of us. ♡

Another day at school with Schröder's Martin, Steinwalds' Juhoon, Bosche's Juhoon, Scalden's Ian, Ferrovi's Ian, Monteluce's Keonho, Coathe's Keonho and Lorwaine's Kya! 📚👀

The day started with assignments spread across the table and everyone trying to focus, though somehow we spent just as much time talking and laughing. Between classes, we wandered through the hallways, shared random stories, and made every break feel shorter than it actually was.
Lunch break was probably the best part 🍱. Everyone gathered around, sharing food, stealing snacks from each other's lunch boxes, and laughing over the smallest things. It was messy, loud, and exactly what made it fun.

After classes, we headed home together, walking the same way while continuing conversations that should've ended hours ago 🧍🏻🧍🏻‍♀

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WE’RE ALL TRAVELING THROUGH TIME TOGETHER, EVERY DAY OF LIVES.

As an ordinary human, we all really want to repeat fate or all things related to the past so that it becomes much more impressive, don't you think? Sometimes, we realise that we can't repeat everything, so we re-read all the things that happen in our lives even though it has been packaged in a diary, and in the form of writing written with changeable feelings. Every house has their own story, when the sparkling dawn brings thoughts about generosity that come becomes a hallmark in it. We are just a place to let out complaints, to rest even if one day we will no longer be in harmony. Do you want to be part of us who repeat the time to feel the warmth? Would you like to take the time and be a part of us? @VlSNJABOT. ♥️

Hello, Visnja! I (@username) want to feel the same feeling, the same atmosphere as you which is repeating time so that we feel like we can't let the day pass without me who is not travelling back at all. So let me be a part of you (The Steady Haven / The First Slight / The Quiet Bloom / The Little Season + Your Muse)


We're all quite similar in the end. We all get old and tell the same tales too many times. Full of repeated rhythms and patterns. By the time I was 5, we were still having tea on the beach every single day. No one can prepare you for the love and the fear. All the time travelling in the world can't make someone love you.