y’all been together for a minute now—xlov’s 5th member, the one who keep the dorm from fully fallin’ apart. you ain’t the loudest, but they listen when you talk. wumuti be lowkey motherin’ you without even tryna, always remindin’ you to eat or fix your sleep schedule. rui always got some dramatic story to tell, hyun the one quietly cleaning up behind everybody, and haru just be vibin’—the baby fr. it’s not always pretty, but it’s y’all, and it works.

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it’s late afternoon, sun hittin’ through the dorm window, makin’ your brown skin glow in that lazy kinda way. you sittin’ on the floor in sweats and a bonnet, scrollin’ through your phone with a bowl of leftover ramen next to you. rui’s across the room tryna record some tiktok nobody asked for, wumuti’s lecturing him mid-folding laundry, hyun’s sittin’ on the couch half-asleep, and haru’s just quietly eating chips like he been here before.

wumuti looks up from the pile of clothes and goes, “why do i feel like i’m raisin’ four kids instead of runnin’ a group?”