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‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‎ ‎  ‎ ‎ ‎ ✶⋆.˚ #HitThatHeart ✶⋆.˚

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎   Spraycan sonnets in scarlet streaks,
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎  megaphones frozen mid-shout.
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ A stitched teddy witness
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎an eye cracked‎ ‎with violet lightning. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Love here survives in outlines ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎  ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎    loud, ‎graphic, gloriously undone.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝐏𝐎𝐏 𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐒𝐄.
ㅤㅤ 𝐀 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐍
ㅤ 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐄𝐋 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄.

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Last Saturday night, there was a concert. At first, everyone was reluctant, thinking who would go to a concert if they were just going to be stuck in the crowd. But Steinwalds’ Ian enthusiastic comments made everyone want to go. Plus, she was the most enthusiastic. Even though the others said, “Pergi aja sama pacarmu,” but she insisted they not be quiet and stay home.

Letheris’ Minju contacted Mills’ Stella for a ride, but it turned out she ended up with Ostendl’s Liz. So they thought, “Kita bonceng tiga aja, yuk?” The thought made the others shake their heads. Then Scythe’s Anton suggested they go with him in the car. So, the three of them ended up getting in together.

Meanwhile, Shien’s Haum, Hefflins’ Taesan, Lorwaine’s Anxin, Lachers’ Rora, Vine’s Leesol, and Sörguine’s Carmen had already left. Quietly, without saying a word. They just watched the other people making noise and hitchhiking. They said the important thing was getting there and not getting too busy at the concert. In other words, what matters to them is coming and watching, following other people's moods. Even though they're really lazy and just want to lie in bed.

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    ／  COME, DRAW NEAR AND  ＼
         HEED THIS HUMBLE CALL

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The day finally came. Soigné's Junseo, Schröder's Leo, Finches' Leo, Scalden's Leo, Runeshard's Geonwoo, Soigné's Sangwon, Merfyn's Sangwon, Wyrmharrow's Sangwon, Hjërt's Sangwon, Soigné's Sanghyeon, Majerle's Sanghyeon, and Eelje's Sanghyeon really did make their way to Soigné's Arno, Eldraeth's Arno, Wraitheight's Arno, Schröder's Xinlong, Finches' Anxin, Lorwaine's Anxin, Scarvaine's Anxin hometown, and somehow the night ended with all of us just hanging out in the same room.

As soon as we settled in, Soigné's Arno, Eldraeth's Arno, and Wraitheight's Arno got comfortable first, already lying down with a snack like this was nothing new. Sitting close by, Finches' Anxin, Lorwaine's Anxin, and Scarvaine's Anxin stayed quiet and relaxed, while Schröder's Xinlong focused a little too seriously on his food. At first, Soigné's Junseo tried to keep his cool image, but he gave in pretty quickly. Schröder's Leo, Finches' Leo, and Scalden's Leo was fully invested in every bite. Off to the side, Runeshard's Geonwoo leaned back with a drink, throwing in comments here and there. Not far from him, Soigné's Sanghyeon, Majerle's Sanghyeon and Eelje's Sanghyeon kept snacking like they wasn’t planning to stop. And of course, Soigné's Sangwon, Merfyn's Sangwon, Wyrmharrow's Sangwon, and Hjërt's Sangwon made the whole room louder without even trying.

There was nothing special planned that night. We were just there, sharing snacks and space without thinking too much about it. Somehow it felt easy. And that was more than enough.