If you caught us in our “professional loafers” pose outside. Apparently, sitting on walls is an art form. We looked like we lost a staring contest with the sun. Today’s goals: 1) look mysterious, 2) eat cheesecake, 3) repeat until someone physically removes us from the bakery.

Was it peaceful? Debatable. Did I try to escape? Yes. The real ones knew that I was suffering between these two lovebirds. HOWEVER. As the maknae, what can I do but not indulge them in their chaos backstage?

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Here’s some photographic evidence that Fuijnaga Sakuya did in fact, survive a whole five minutes next to Jaeri. I can’t tell if they were trying to trap me and squeeze me to death or something else… (Plz help, get me out of here. You can see the pain in my eyes.)

We didn’t say much, just sat there with glitter on our hands, and soft light pouring in from the window. The glitter, oh boy, did they absolutely get EVERY WHERE we had our hands on. I had to help Sion hyung get the glitter off his cheeks. Btw, look at Sion hyung. (*´▽`*)

We weren’t planning anything special. Just snacks, glitter, and random things we brought for a ritual we decided on a whim. Not sure what we were planning to summon here, but me and my hyungs, we all wished for something to appear in sight.

Anyway… I didn’t take the flowers. But I haven’t stopped thinking about them either. The end. (Or maybe episode 1? Anyway, we matched the flowers more than we matched each other.)

Meanwhile, Ryo just laughed at me (I’m never living this down, btw.). Like he didn’t just turn my entire life into a k-drama scene. Like I wasn’t out here fighting for composure under 0.8 seconds of eye contact.

I wanted to say something cool. Or witty. Or… anything. Instead, I flailed and declined. It’s not you, Ryo. It’s the romance. My heart wasn’t ready, and the flowers deserved better.

So naturally, I did what any sane person would do. I panicked. I recoiled like I’d been handed a tulip bomb. My feelings went ‘pop’. My brain glitched, and my heart did a weird thump-thump-thump pause thump.

Do you understand what kind of line that is? That’s not just a compliment. That’s a whole confession disguised as poetry! And he just dropped it like it was a casual Tuesday. Excuse me, Sir. I’m fragile and mildly flustered. Handle with care.

He looked at me….with that tiny, unfair smile, holding out the bouquet like it was nothing. “너를 닮은 꽃이야,” he said.

Remember the last bubble post? Well, meet its mischievous cousin. Bubble gum. Looks sweet, tastes sweet…. But then it fought back. Must run in the family—mischief’s clearly in their genes. And yes, that is Ariel on my bubble wand. My taste is impeccable, don’t even try me.

I needed my sweets break. (⸝⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝⸝)

Is this what it feels like to be a dishwasher tablet?.Because I was just playing around and now I’m fully part of the bubbles. Playing with them is fun… until they start playing back.

They told me, “Act like the balloons are taking you to space.” And I said, “Got it. Say no more.”. I ran. I twirled. I fought for my life against the sky monsters (a.k.a. helium). And I survived. (๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ

We’re in HK <3. We touched down… and immediately found the tallest buildings to look tiny under (bonus points for my super awesome hat 😎)

If you listen closely, you can probably hear the whole team laughing in the background. Or maybe that’s just me, running after runaway bubbles again….

There’s magic in the way bubbles shine in the sunlight, that makes even the tiniest moments feel captured. Then I wished, only if moments like these lasted long! They left a lasting impression instead.

I took a few way-too-many chances at blowing bubbles, and in the midst of it, I’m pretty sure Sion hyung said, “Don’t eat it, Sakuya,” but I was too busy trying to blow a world-record bubble.