ⓘ Jiho’s diary. (2010)
Louis Elliot Jiho Jourdain.
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Oppa pindah kesini ya, akun bawah unfoll aja. 🙏🏻
ⓘ Hello guys, due to akun dd udah balik lagi abis dimakan om elon i decided to go back to my old account but with my current uname, @Jidho. If you still want to be my friend please leave a trace nanti dd reach out ya. See you there ya, free unfoll! ☻
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ⓘ Hello guys, due to akun dd udah balik lagi abis dimakan om elon i decided to go back to my old account but with my current uname, @Jidho. If you still want to be my friend please leave a trace nanti dd reach out ya. See you there ya, free unfoll! ☻
the studio floor feels like a secret world after midnight, soft pajamas rumpled and limbs tangled in that effortless way. the lights are low, the vibe is golden hour sleepy, and every glance between them whispers late night confessions & inside jokes no one else will ever catch.
while they sleeps the dorm lights dim soft and golden, four hearts tangled in quiet laughter and sleepy confessions. ohyul, ryul, woojin, and louis in oversized pajamas, voices low and warm as they drift through midnight thoughts.
the glow of tokyo still lingers in their eyes, four silhouettes wrapped in sleek black against the soft haze of the lights. head in the clouds tokyo, a night etched in sweat and the first major international pulse since their morevision dawn.
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In the quiet hills, something finally snapped! The first spark, the first sign it all starts here. From now on every step got meaning, so stay ready, stay locked in when the night clock starts ticking, ‘cause that’s when the hidden starts showing and everything real comes out.
the soft glow of hong kong lights filters through the glass, catching on the edges of purple camo and the quiet confidence. a snapshot of flavor, fashion, and the undeniable glow, etched in memory like vintage film. would you like to join us? 🧆🥢
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They say the devil always finds his way back, and with every return, the law follows like a shadow that never forgets, leaving cracks in the world and waits to be claimed. We need saviors, the ones who dare to step in and unlock it together. So, welcome to Washington, dwellers!
peace signs flash gentle rebellion, hoodies oversized and hearts even bigger, four boys carving quiet moments between the roar of stages and the hush of hotel corridors. this is the inbetween, the exhale after the high, the soft landing where exhaustion tastes like victory.
complexcon gave us the invitation, yeat gave us the fire, we gave everything in return. sweat still drying on skin, laughter echoing down empty halls, eyes half-closed but shining. here we are, floating somewhere between debut dreams & global nights, hearts wide open. #new_phone
the city lights still hum in our veins, a soft afterglow wrapped in neon haze and late-night basslines. he drops a quiet thank you to complexcon, fingers tracing gratitude in the air while the echo of yeat’s set lingers like smoke in the middle of the night.
