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@minjai

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linkhttps://twitter.com/NCTsmtown_DREAM calendar_today29-11-2021 04:27:35

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Fingers up, lips shushed, and hearts synced; we gathered around the chalkboard in kkyuu pose. Between the handwriting and doodles behind us felt like a dreamy blend of school days in the past. Just snapshots of who we are and how far we’ve come.

Fingers up, lips shushed, and hearts synced; we gathered  around the chalkboard in kkyuu pose. Between the  handwriting  and  doodles  behind us felt like a dreamy blend of school days in the past. Just snapshots of who we are and how far we’ve come.
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Letting my minds wander through the chalk. I started with a simple idea, drawing a hand pointing upward. Before I knew it, I was adding a pair of lips above the finger and random math equation (9 + 9 = ?) so you can guess it?

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It's time to get back together. We were in our own little creative zone, the energy buzzing, everyone just vibing together on the couches before things kicked off again. I snapped this selfie, the whole 7DREAM in one frame, looking relaxed but hyped.

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Caught in the act; these shots are pure gold. We were reenacting that iconic moment when Haechan got tricked by a fake item, apologized like he was pleading for his life. The best part? Honestly, moments like these are what make everything 10x more fun.

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For a second there, we really turned into pro bracelet-makers. Some of us were all about the color combos, others deep in charm selection mode, somehow everything just clicked. We focused, and we made more than bracelet, we made keepsakes.

For  a  second  there, we  really  turned  into  pro bracelet-makers. Some of us were all about the color combos, others deep  in  charm  selection mode, somehow   everything   just   clicked.  We focused, and we  made  more than bracelet, we made keepsakes.
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I was completely absorbed in a quiet, hands-on moment, threading a chain through a pendant and helping jaemin with bracelet, really calming about focusing on something detailed. I wore a light striped button-up shirt that day, paired with washed-out denim jeans.

I was completely absorbed in a quiet,  hands-on moment, threading  a  chain  through a pendant and helping jaemin with bracelet, really calming about  focusing  on  something  detailed. I  wore a light striped button-up  shirt  that  day, paired with washed-out denim jeans.
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Marked our friendship with a bracelet; simple, slightly zonk, but full of meaning. It might not shine like gold, but holds a memory. And that’s the magic of firsts, they’re rarely perfect but always unforgettable.

Marked our friendship  with  a  bracelet; simple, slightly zonk, but  full  of  meaning. It  might  not shine  like gold, but holds a memory. And that’s the  magic  of  firsts, they’re  rarely  perfect  but always unforgettable.
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At nearly two meters high, the hoverboards seemed to hesitate, like it met its match. Who else could match that kind of height? Right. Of course our youngest, Jisung. Should we wait? Nah, let’s wander on.

At  nearly  two  meters  high,  the   hoverboards seemed  to  hesitate, like it met its match. Who else could match that kind of height? Right. Of course our youngest, Jisung. Should  we  wait? Nah, let’s wander on.
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Not to be dramatic but why does our youngest member look like almost touching the clouds? Honestly, if we blinked, suddenly he was easily two meters tall. His height alone makes us all a little jealous.

Not  to  be  dramatic but why does our youngest member  look  like  almost touching the clouds? Honestly, if  we  blinked, suddenly he was easily two  meters  tall. His height alone makes us all a little jealous.
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Let’s break this down: his arm went up with the confidence of someone who thinks he’s spot-on. But if we freeze the frame and do the math, was that really taller than our youngest? Nope. It’s chaotic accuracy, but we’re here not for the overanalysis.

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Hoverboard safely parked, and we’ve wrapped this ride through time but that doesn’t mean it’s over. We’ll be back again soon, probably with a whole lot more energy. Let the memories glow a little longer.

Hoverboard safely parked, and  we’ve  wrapped this ride through time but that doesn’t mean it’s over. We’ll be back again soon, probably  with a whole lot more energy. Let  the  memories  glow  a little longer.
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We thought we were playing just another silly guessing game; everyone picks a paper, tries to guess who’s got what. But somehow, we all got it right. No cues, no cheats. It was one of those that left us wondering if we’ve spent a little too much time together?

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Not trying to take the perfect photo, but just caught up in our usual chaotic moment. Chenle found the red sticker, and suddenly it became the most important prop of the day. The fullsun creeping made around feel warmer, as if this time belonged only to us.

Not  trying  to  take  the  perfect photo, but  just caught up in our usual chaotic moment. Chenle found the red sticker, and  suddenly  it  became the most important prop of the day. The fullsun creeping  made  around  feel  warmer, as  if  this time belonged only to us.
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August 25th, stuck above the hoverboard while sunlight slid in through glass patterns like soft waves. The room was a complete mess: jacket tossed carelessly, old-school stickers clinging to the edges. And somehow, it all made perfect sense. What’s going on?

August 25th, stuck above the hoverboard while sunlight slid  in  through  glass patterns like soft waves. The  room  was a complete mess: jacket tossed carelessly, old-school  stickers  clinging to the edges. And somehow, it all made perfect sense. What’s going on?
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We hit rewind and brought back the chaos of jump, jump, jump! Only this time, we added our reactions right after filming. Let’s just say, our energy was sky-high, the jumps? ridiculously extra. Who knew recreating a moment could feel this new again?

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We clocked out of reality the second we hit this couch. Now it’s just closed eyes, deep breaths, and occasional snores. Sorry in advance to the person next to me, but, I hope you’re catching some Z’s too. We are soul hanging on the edge of a dream.

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Think still frame: all of us sitting quietly in a row, caught in soft light like a scene from a dream. We didn’t need conversation; the togetherness said everything. Shadows curled behind us and time slowed down for once, the world stopped spinning, just for us.

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Under the green-tinted, we stood in a stillness that didn’t need directing. With hearts in hand, the vibe was effortless like we all caught the same thought at once. It wasn’t loud or staged, but it meant something, like time gave us one second to carve out memory.

Under  the  green-tinted, we stood in a stillness that didn’t need directing. With hearts  in  hand, the vibe  was  effortless  like  we  all  caught the same thought at once. It  wasn’t loud or staged, but it meant something, like  time  gave  us  one second to carve out memory.
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Time felt like not a rule. With imaginary belts held high, and our poses frozen in confidence, we weren’t just standing in a room, we were moving through a dream. Mission? Out-pose each other in the most ridiculous, glorious way possible.

Time felt like not  a  rule.  With  imaginary  belts held high, and our poses frozen  in  confidence, we  weren’t  just  standing  in  a  room, we were moving  through  a  dream. Mission?  Out-pose each other in the most ridiculous, glorious way possible.
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Laughter echoed through the room, so loud it almost drowned out the rules we never actually followed. We play-fought, pointed fingers, and clung to each other like the moment might float away. The props lay forgotten, because in truth, we are here just to be together.