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α―“β˜…ΛŽΛŠΛ— KOREA UNIVERSITY FESTIVAL

γ…€γ…€γ…€ECHOING THE TIGER PLAZA
β€œigniting the campus with an iconic performance Celebration by LE SSERAFIM, featuring their hit lineup including 'Magnetic', 'Tick-Tack', 'Not Cute Anymore', and the explosive debut of 'It's Me'. turning the night into a cinematic dream.”


᭝ πŸ—ž : LOCATED AT KOREA UNIVERSITY SEOUL CAMPUS
unleashing the ultimate youthful symphony
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π–Ή­αͺ² : π—₯π—˜π— π—‘π—”π—‘π—§π—¦ 𝒐𝒇 π—§π—›π—˜ 𝗗𝗔𝗬. 𓍒  𝅄 Φ΄
As the pale glow seeps upward, weightless footsteps slip through the hush, bearing enchantments that quietly swell and deepen. A hushed verse drawn from β€œILLIT at KOREA UNIVERSITY SEOKTAP DAEDONGJE FESTIVAL" lingers as and omen of awakening, prying the seal from sleep. Muted claps echo as distant rites, bearing wirness that the day has been unearthed.

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STORM BREWING UNDERNEATH UNFOLDS TASTE LIKE A BETWEEN TWO SOULS SUSPENDED IN QUIET WONDER: #ILLIT's πŽππ’π„π‘π•π€π“πˆπŽπ πƒπˆπ€π‘π˜.

βœ†β‚Š  ׁ  Ϋͺ IT'S ME AND CELEBRATION +043  ׁ πŸ—žοΈ β‚Š

In this delicate reverie, beauteous is not loud but lingering, a whisper that stays long after the light fades  Λ–Λ³ 🧾 β‚Š β€Έ tracing the edges of memory with the gentleness of dawn.
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✁ β–Ή  π—œπ—§β€™π—¦ π— π—˜: π—§π—›π—˜ π—œπ—₯π—₯π—˜π—£π—Ÿπ—”π—–π—˜π—”π—•π—Ÿπ—˜
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Shattered shards of glass scatter, falling to the ground, as if weaving back together the feelings that were once torn apart. Their return drags along the glint of lightning and a shroud of twilight that once again envelops everything, suggesting that, in the end, one can only rely on oneself. The door swings open, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔-𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒓: until it brings @TikeLune’s IROHA with Seventeen's THE8 together in a silent, palace-like duel on #ITS_ME. The scent of roses spreads once more, signaling that she has returned to embrace her true self. And that is enough to signify that β€œπˆπ­'𝐬 πŒπžβ€ is π‘šπ‘’, not some other π’”π’‰π’‚π’…π’π’˜. 🩹 Λ“ 𓏲ִ

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✁ β–Ή  π—œπ—§β€™π—¦ π— π—˜: π—§π—›π—˜ π—œπ—₯π—₯π—˜π—£π—Ÿπ—”π—–π—˜π—”π—•π—Ÿπ—˜
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Shattered shards of glass scatter, falling to the ground, as if weaving back together the feelings that were once torn apart. Their return drags along the glint of lightning and a shroud of twilight that once again envelops everything, suggesting that, in the end, one can only rely on oneself. The door swings open, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔-𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒓: until it brings @TikeLune’s IROHA with Le Sserafim's SAKURA together in a silent, palace-like duel on #ITS_ME. The scent of roses spreads once more, signaling that she has returned to embrace her true self. And that is enough to signify that β€œπˆπ­'𝐬 πŒπžβ€ is π‘šπ‘’, not some other π’”π’‰π’‚π’…π’π’˜. 🩹 Λ“ 𓏲ִ

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✁ β–Ή  π—œπ—§β€™π—¦ π— π—˜: π—§π—›π—˜ π—œπ—₯π—₯π—˜π—£π—Ÿπ—”π—–π—˜π—”π—•π—Ÿπ—˜
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Shattered shards of glass scatter, falling to the ground, as if weaving back together the feelings that were once torn apart. Their return drags along the glint of lightning and a shroud of twilight that once again envelops everything, suggesting that, in the end, one can only rely on oneself. The door swings open, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔-𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒓: until it brings @TikeLune’s MINJU with @anndteam's TAKI: BIAS BATTLE together in a silent, palace-like duel on #ITS_ME. The scent of roses spreads once more, signaling that she has returned to embrace her true self. And that is enough to signify that β€œπˆπ­'𝐬 πŒπžβ€ is π‘šπ‘’, not some other π’”π’‰π’‚π’…π’π’˜. 🩹 Λ“ 𓏲ִ

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Shattered shards of glass scatter, falling to the ground, as if weaving back together the feelings that were once torn apart. Their return drags along the glint of lightning and a shroud of twilight that once again envelops everything, suggesting that, in the end, one can only rely on oneself. The door swings open, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔-𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒓: until it brings @TikeLune’s MINJU with Santos Bravos's DREW and KAUÊ: BIAS BATTLE together in a silent, palace-like duel on #ITS_ME. The scent of roses spreads once more, signaling that she has returned to embrace her true self. And that is enough to signify that β€œπˆπ­'𝐬 πŒπžβ€ is π‘šπ‘’, not some other π’”π’‰π’‚π’…π’π’˜. 🩹 Λ“ 𓏲ִ

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✁ β–Ή  π—œπ—§β€™π—¦ π— π—˜: π—§π—›π—˜ π—œπ—₯π—₯π—˜π—£π—Ÿπ—”π—–π—˜π—”π—•π—Ÿπ—˜
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Shattered shards of glass scatter, falling to the ground, as if weaving back together the feelings that were once torn apart. Their return drags along the glint of lightning and a shroud of twilight that once again envelops everything, suggesting that, in the end, one can only rely on oneself. The door swings open, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔-𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒓: until it brings @TikeLune’s YUNAH with SUNHYE together in a silent, palace-like duel on #ITS_ME. The scent of roses spreads once more, signaling that she has returned to embrace her true self. And that is enough to signify that β€œπˆπ­'𝐬 πŒπžβ€ is π‘šπ‘’, not some other π’”π’‰π’‚π’…π’π’˜. 🩹 Λ“ 𓏲ִ

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