[ngeluarin rokok] lu mau satu? ngga? oke gw ngerokok ya? [nyalain rokok] jadi... [ngisep rokok] menurut lu nih ya [ngisep rokok lagi] birokrasi kampus menurut lu gimana? kayak menurut lu udah oke apa gimana? [ngisep rokok lagi] kalo menurut gw nih ya, birokrasi kita tuh kurang kayak lu liat ga sih waktu demo kemaren? ah engga ya? [ngisep rokok lagi] gini-gini, jadi kemaren kan kampus ada wacana XX tuh [ngisep rokok lagi] nah didemo tuh sama anak-anak, gw termasuk [buang abu rokok] tapi ya gw liat-liat nih kampus lama kalo soal ginian eh betewe lu asik dah orangnya [ngisep rokok] minta nomor whatsapp lu dong biar kapan-kapan kalo nongki lu gw ajak [ngisep rokok] nah sip ntar gw kabarin deh kalo anak-anak pada mo nongkrong [ngisep rokok] ntar lu gw jemput dah ngga usah kuatir [buang puntung rokok]

Ngaku aja Gw tau Typing guwe kalau chattan sama Lo Typing Kaya di au au gitu Wajar lah ya Lo suka gw That's right Typing me, memang idaman para cewe cewe yang Yg Punya Typing Rich Mario. But Sorry for u suka gue, because i done cewe. Don't luluh sama Typing gue. Gitu aja Luluh sama Typing i, I know Typing Gue memang Typing Persis Rich Au au So? Uncrush Gue aja wkwk. Annoying Gue.

A dinner with Wyrmharrow's Heeseung and Shien's Jake was meant to be simple—warm lights, soft music, and a table for three. But the way they looked at me across the table made it feel softer, almost cinematic.

We teased each other over the menu, then ended up sharing everything anyway. Fingers brushed when we reached for the same bite, and no one moved away too fast. The food was good, but the lingering eye contact felt sweeter.

By dessert, the world outside didn’t matter. Just quiet laughter, shoulders touching, and a few blurry photos saved like proof that this night meant a little more than it was supposed to.

selamat malam dari aku yang baru pulang ngedate 😌😌😌😌😌