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[ 10:43pm ] hey [ 10:45pm ] it's me typing . . . [ 10:48pm ] it's kyu

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outgoing message: ki š¦āš„ @lgcakio
8th august 2025
[ 10:43pm ] hey [ 10:45pm ] it's me typing . . . [ 10:48pm ] it's kyu

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outgoing message:Ā ki š¦āš„š @lgcakio
22nd march 2026
[ 3:11pm ]Ā baby [ 3:11pm ] guess who's gonna be moving offsite soon [ 3:12pm ] so i'll need help decorating [ 3:12pm ] and yes you can add pokemon decorations too š
takedown.
starring: @lgcakio
akio was one of sungchan's most treasured friends, to put it simply. even now, with akio a debuted idol and sungchan himself still a trainee, he doesn't think it's affected them all too much. sure, they can't hang out as much anymore or dance and practice together for fun, but they still kept in regular contact and sungchan was thankful.
which is why, right now, he's forced the idol into a practice room to help him out. he needed a pair of fresh eyes to watch him practice and give him some tips. he felt like something wasn't working, and looking at himself in the mirror wasn't helping. he needed a fresh pair of eyes, which is where akio comes to the rescue. "i'll buy you food after this, if you help me. i need you to tell me what i'm missing here, it doesn't look right to me."
akio lingers outside the locker room longer than necessary, glancing down at the small, wrapped box in his hands. itās a lego set he bought for junkyu months ago, back when things were simpler. back when there was not even a shred of doubt that they would celebrate his birthday together. now all thatās left is a bittersweet taste in his mouth and a box of legos he thought he would never actually get to give him.
he opens the locker, still remembering the code, and gently places the box inside. thereās no note, no card. just the set, tucked neatly at the bottom of junkyuās locker like it might or might not belong there already.
he closes the door and walks away. itās not until heās almost outside that he backtracks and walks all the way to the locker room again. he rummages through his bag for a pen and notebook, scribbling a short note. he rips the page off the notebook, folding it neatly and placing it on top of the box. it reads: āhappy birthday, kyu. i bought it this winter when i traveled to tokyo. i figured i might as well give it to you. hope you like it ā akio.ā
he contemplated saying nothing at all, letting junkyu wonder who left the mysterious gift, but maybe thereās a part of him that wants him to know that he still thinks about him. still cares, somehow.
open m \ f \ nb. muse : akio mackay, former olympic gymnast turned coach. silver medallist whose dreams of gold were shattered by a devastating injury. bitterness under the surface, feelings of inadequacy behind a cold and confidant demeanour.
ā no,Ā see,Ā that'sĀ whereĀ you'reĀ wrong.Ā iĀ didn'tĀ breakĀ upĀ withĀ youĀ becauseĀ ofĀ myĀ accident.Ā iĀ brokeĀ upĀ withĀ youĀ becauseĀ youĀ gotĀ comfortableĀ andĀ iĀ gotĀ bored. āĀ andĀ maybeĀ sheĀ hadĀ lostĀ herselfĀ aĀ littleĀ toĀ grief,Ā soĀ blindedĀ byĀ theĀ lossĀ ofĀ aĀ dreamĀ sheĀ couldn'tĀ findĀ muchĀ excitementĀ inĀ anythingĀ else. time could have solved all of their problems, but akio had never been a very patient person, nor very tactful for that matter.Ā ā andĀ youĀ justĀ acceptedĀ it.Ā noĀ fight.Ā nothing.Ā youĀ justĀ letĀ meĀ walkĀ away. ā

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runaway.
name tag, with @lgcakio
with a bunch of cameras following them all around this huge village, junkyu trying his absolute damn best to ensure his name tag stays tightly snug to him. the competitiveness in him was brewing, and he already knows he's going to be on high alert throughout the whole duration. yet he knows he's an mc, and he does have to show that more through this, which is why he's trying his hardest to tune into the whole mc mindset. for someone who was more introverted, it was a little hard considering he was more reserved and felt like it was more difficult to make it more fun and enjoyable to watch.
he was in competitive mode, which means it was everyone for themselves right now. junkyu had already targeted seojin, and his next victim: akio. he just wonders if he'll even get close enough to him without him noticing and taking off, because those long legs of his definitely outdid junkyu's.
as the camera follows him and the mic snugged against his jacket, junkyu heads over towards akio slowly, waiting for him to appear in his eyesight. "is he there?" he mumbles to himself quietly, eyes averting to the camera for a few seconds. "i've already targeted seojin hyung, and next.. i think we're going to try akio. i'm scared he'll spot me first though and chase me because he'll catch me before i have a chance to run." he says to the camera as a laugh falls from him, quickly covering his mouth to try and stay quiet, slowly moving out of hiding sight and into akio's vision. "akio.." junkyu starts off, calling out audibly but not loud enough to alert others of where he was. "let's make a deal.. we don't take each others name tag.. what do you say?"