wrapped in soft light and quiet hues, i hold little jars of wonder— my gaze softens, like a ballerina before the curtain rises, lips sealed with secrets only the stage will hear. every blink feels like a slow ballet, every breath like music caught in a bottle. time slows in this fairytale room, where everything glows in pastels and hushes. i move without moving—just existing, gently, like a flower swaying backstage. thoughts flutter like ribbons in the wind, soft and untied. do you think i look good, honeyz? 💕

hiii long time no see, duisie! reporting live from Duisterg’s Sunoo <8 sooo, a few days late but i finally went out to celebrate my birthday! better late than never, right?

dragged the chaos trio with me: Courthlace’s Gaeul was raiding clothing racks like it was a sport, Zachruelle’s Jeemin got lost in a sea of necklaces (and somehow tried to get me to pick one), and Kheraeld’s Taeyoung was whispering hoodie design ideas to himself like a mad genius. meanwhile, i was sniffing perfumes, trying not to go nose-blind… while also lowkey dying inside because guess what? i’m the one paying for all of this 😮‍💨🌀

there were too many bags, too many choices, and too many ‘just one more stop’ moments… but i guess that’s what makes it memorable. my late birthday chaos, served warm 🤍