Hefflins’ bonnie and Clyborne’s chari had grown up just a few doors apart, the kind of neighbors who never needed to knock. that afternoon, they wandered into a small, sunlit café tucked between quiet streets, where everything felt soft and pretty — from the pastel walls to the delicate cups resting on marble tables. they ordered something sweet, laughed over nothing in particular, and let time slow down around them. “this place feels like a dream,” bonnie said, stirring her drink gently. “maybe that’s because we’re in it together,” chari replied with a soft smile.

between sips and stories, bonnie and chari took turns capturing each other in the light — soft angles, candid laughter, little moments that felt too lovely to forget. “wait, stay there… the light looks perfect on you,” chari said, raising her phone. “only if you let me take yours after,” bonnie teased back. they laughed again, the kind of laughter that comes easy, and for a while, the world outside didn’t matter — it was just bonnie and chari, a quiet café, and a memory unfolding beautifully.

Hi, hefflies.

Last weekend, Schäfer's Chaewon and Hefflins' Eunseok went to a concert, and it wasn’t even planned. It started as a random “let’s just go” and somehow turned into a really fun night.

We sang along the whole time, just nodding to the beat, yelling out lyrics that hit a little too close until our throats gave up. The flashing lights and the wild crowd were easily the best part.

We got home completely drained, too tired to talk because we’d been laughing so much. Still, we’d do it all over again without thinking twice.