we’ve come to the end of today’s shift, bamiesss! thank you for all the love and participation, it meant a lot to us. ♥️ and for those whose menfess hasn’t been delivered yet, feel free to resend it to @amourdeliverybot (UNSENT ONLY)!!! we’ve dropped the first menfess from this shift so you can scroll from the start and check yours easily (https://t.me/TheStahlbaum/28754). with that, myungjae and yuha will be taking our leave now. see you next shift, bamies!! 👋🏻

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Alrighttt, Bamieees! The third session of AMOUR is almost here, we’ll be opening the session at 10.45 AM, hosted by Jiwoong, Dohoon, and Ian! so get ready to line up your sweetest menfess right on time. Take a little moment to gather your thoughts and polish your menfess before sending them in. Don’t forget to check the guidelines and examples carefully. We’re sooo excited to celebrate this extended Valentine’s magic together. Let’ssss make day +1 just as heart-fluttering as the 14th. 🩷

Send to @ We’ll wait till 12.15 PM, see you ❤️

Not all love announces itself; some of it settles tenderly into everyday moments and chooses to remain, like a thread quietly stitching time together. It’s found in ease, in closeness, in the quiet reassurance of being truly seen. To the one I share these moments with, @PoshMagz, I made this keychain to preserve a trace of us—a bond carried lightly and shaped delicately with a hint of amour.

With all my heart,
Editor-in-chief.

Some love lives in what is left unspoken; in glances held a moment longer, in feelings that linger without asking for words, like a secret written in the spaces between breaths. It grows softly and remains true. To the one my heart returns to, @Geonwpoo, I made this keychain to safeguard what my heart has kept— a love written quietly with a hint of amour.

With all my heart,
🐣

Some love lives in what is left unspoken; in glances held a moment longer, in feelings that linger without asking for words, like a secret written in the spaces between breaths. It grows softly and remains true. To the one my heart returns to, (@haechanc), I made this keychain to safeguard what my heart has kept— a love written quietly with a hint of amour.

With all my heart,
K.

Some love lives in what is left unspoken; in glances held a moment longer, in feelings that linger without asking for words, like a secret written in the spaces between breaths. It grows softly and remains true. To the one my heart returns to, (@yuhasyuu), I made this keychain to safeguard what my heart has kept— a love written quietly with a hint of amour.

With all my heart,
Kakay.

Some love lives in what is left unspoken; in glances held a moment longer, in feelings that linger without asking for words, like a secret written in the spaces between breaths. It grows softly and remains true. To the one my heart returns to, @nyooman, I made this keychain to safeguard what my heart has kept— a love written quietly with a hint of amour.

With all my heart,
Ironheart.

Some love lives in what is left unspoken; in glances held a moment longer, in feelings that linger without asking for words, like a secret written in the spaces between breaths. It grows softly and remains true. To the one my heart returns to, @daoxlun, I made this keychain to safeguard what my heart has kept— a love written quietly with a hint of amour.

With all my heart,
TJ.

Some love lives in what is left unspoken; in glances held a moment longer, in feelings that linger without asking for words, like a secret written in the spaces between breaths. It grows softly and remains true. To the one my heart returns to, (@keonhop), I made this keychain to safeguard what my heart has kept— a love written quietly with a hint of amour.

With all my heart,
your Soul.

Some love lives in what is left unspoken; in glances held a moment longer, in feelings that linger without asking for words, like a secret written in the spaces between breaths. It grows softly and remains true. To the one my heart returns to, (@Szeonghyeon), I made this keychain to safeguard what my heart has kept— a love written quietly with a hint of amour.

With all my heart,
Belle.

Not all love announces itself; some of it settles tenderly into everyday moments and chooses to remain, like a thread quietly stitching time together. It’s found in ease, in closeness, in the quiet reassurance of being truly seen. To the one I share these moments with, (@dacoxun), I made this keychain to preserve a trace of us—a bond carried lightly and shaped delicately with a hint of amour.

With all my heart,
Chrönoire.

Some love lives in what is left unspoken; in glances held a moment longer, in feelings that linger without asking for words, like a secret written in the spaces between breaths. It grows softly and remains true. To the one my heart returns to, (@woonyo), I made this keychain to safeguard what my heart has kept— a love written quietly with a hint of amour.

With all my heart,
R.

Not all love announces itself; some of it settles tenderly into everyday moments and chooses to remain, like a thread quietly stitching time together. It’s found in ease, in closeness, in the quiet reassurance of being truly seen. To the one I share these moments with, (@hanjine), I made this keychain to preserve a trace of us—a bond carried lightly and shaped delicately with a hint of amour.

With all my heart,
Kenyam.

Not all love announces itself; some of it settles tenderly into everyday moments and chooses to remain, like a thread quietly stitching time together. It’s found in ease, in closeness, in the quiet reassurance of being truly seen. To the one I share these moments with, (@THETIWAYS), I made this keychain to preserve a trace of us—a bond carried lightly and shaped delicately with a hint of amour.

With all my heart,
Jihoon.

Not all love announces itself; some of it settles tenderly into everyday moments and chooses to remain, like a thread quietly stitching time together. It’s found in ease, in closeness, in the quiet reassurance of being truly seen. To the one I share these moments with, (@DRIFT2US), I made this keychain to preserve a trace of us—a bond carried lightly and shaped delicately with a hint of amour.

With all my heart,
Jihoon.

Not all love announces itself; some of it settles tenderly into everyday moments and chooses to remain, like a thread quietly stitching time together. It’s found in ease, in closeness, in the quiet reassurance of being truly seen. To the one I share these moments with, (@courthlace), I made this keychain to preserve a trace of us—a bond carried lightly and shaped delicately with a hint of amour.

With all my heart,
Jihoon.