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Toujours le même accueil pour Louis à l'Institut ! 🫠⁣ ⁣ 👩‍🍳Ici Tout Commence du lundi au vendredi à 18h30 sur @tf1 ⁣ ⁣⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣⁣ 🍿Tous les épisodes en streaming sur @tf1plus ⁣ ⁣ ⁣⁣ 👀Le prochain épisode en avant-première sur TF1+⁣

Toujours le même accueil pour Louis à l'Institut ! 🫠⁣ ⁣ 👩‍🍳Ici Tout Commence du lundi au vendredi à 18h30 sur @tf1 ⁣ ⁣⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣⁣ 🍿Tous les épisodes en streaming sur @tf1plus ⁣ ⁣ ⁣⁣ 👀Le prochain épisode en avant-première sur TF1+⁣

pov: “sunghoon just got back from another country. he’s here for good now!” your friend said excitedly like it was the best news in the world. but to you, it felt like someone had suddenly reopened a wound you spent years trying to heal. because sunghoon wasn’t just anyone. he was your ex-boyfriend—your first love and the person you thought you’d spend the rest of your life with. back then, everything felt easy whenever you were with him. sunghoon was the kind of person who remembered little things without being told twice. he’d bring your favorite snacks after a long day, walk you home even if it meant going out of his way, and somehow always know when something was bothering you before you even spoke. for a long time, you genuinely believed love was supposed to feel like that. then reality happened. sunghoon got an opportunity overseas. a huge one. the kind people dream about. and no matter how much you loved him, neither of you wanted to be the reason the other gave up their future. the breakup wasn’t dramatic. there were no screaming matches, no betrayal... just tears, long silences, and two people who loved each other enough to let go. which somehow hurt more. after he left, you slowly rebuilt your life. it wasn’t easy, but eventually, things stopped hurting as much. you found a job at a small flower shop, made new routines, and convinced yourself that some people were simply meant to become memories. or at least, that’s what you thought. until one afternoon, the bell above the flower shop door chimed softly. you were busy arranging bouquets when you looked up and immediately froze. sunghoon. your hands stopped moving. your heart forgot how to function. for a moment, you genuinely thought you were imagining things. but no. it was him. he looked more mature now. his features were sharper, his shoulders broader, and there was a quiet confidence about him that hadn’t been there years ago. yet somehow, he was still sunghoon. he noticed you almost immediately and smiled. your stomach dropped. panic instantly took over. so before he could walk closer, you quickly looked down and pretended to focus on the flowers. maybe if you ignored him, he’d leave. but he didn’t of course he didn’t. you heard his footsteps approach. then silence. then— “these.” your eyes reluctantly lifted. sunghoon was holding a bundle of flowers—your favorite flowers. the exact ones you’d always choose whenever someone asked what you liked. your chest tightened. he remembered. after all these years, he still remembered. you immediately looked away. sunghoon studied your face for a second before bringing the flowers to the counter. you rang them up without meeting his eyes. the silence felt unbearable. then finally— “how have you been?” your fingers tightened around the register. there it was. the question you’d spent years imagining. slowly, you looked up. and lied. “excuse me, sir?” sunghoon blinked. you forced an innocent expression. “i think you have the wrong person.” silence. complete silence. for a second, sunghoon simply stared. then he laughed softly. not because he believed you. because he absolutely didn’t. “right.” you nodded quickly. “yes.” another pause. then sunghoon smiled. the exact same smile that used to make your heart race. “have a nice day.” you immediately nodded. “you too.” he paid for the flowers and left. or at least, that’s what happened physically. because the moment he stepped outside, he stopped. glanced through the glass window. then smiled to himself and shook his head. as if he found the whole thing ridiculous. which honestly made it worse. because now you knew he wasn’t fooled at all. and somehow, that was even more embarrassing. unfortunately, things only got worse after that. because sunghoon kept coming back again and again. sometimes he’d buy flowers, sometimes he’d buy one flower, and once he bought a plant he clearly didn’t need. (comsec++) #enhypen #enhypenpov #sunghoon #sunghoonenhypen #fyp

pov: “sunghoon just got back from another country. he’s here for good now!” your friend said excitedly like it was the best news in the world. but to you, it felt like someone had suddenly reopened a wound you spent years trying to heal. because sunghoon wasn’t just anyone. he was your ex-boyfriend—your first love and the person you thought you’d spend the rest of your life with. back then, everything felt easy whenever you were with him. sunghoon was the kind of person who remembered little things without being told twice. he’d bring your favorite snacks after a long day, walk you home even if it meant going out of his way, and somehow always know when something was bothering you before you even spoke. for a long time, you genuinely believed love was supposed to feel like that. then reality happened. sunghoon got an opportunity overseas. a huge one. the kind people dream about. and no matter how much you loved him, neither of you wanted to be the reason the other gave up their future. the breakup wasn’t dramatic. there were no screaming matches, no betrayal... just tears, long silences, and two people who loved each other enough to let go. which somehow hurt more. after he left, you slowly rebuilt your life. it wasn’t easy, but eventually, things stopped hurting as much. you found a job at a small flower shop, made new routines, and convinced yourself that some people were simply meant to become memories. or at least, that’s what you thought. until one afternoon, the bell above the flower shop door chimed softly. you were busy arranging bouquets when you looked up and immediately froze. sunghoon. your hands stopped moving. your heart forgot how to function. for a moment, you genuinely thought you were imagining things. but no. it was him. he looked more mature now. his features were sharper, his shoulders broader, and there was a quiet confidence about him that hadn’t been there years ago. yet somehow, he was still sunghoon. he noticed you almost immediately and smiled. your stomach dropped. panic instantly took over. so before he could walk closer, you quickly looked down and pretended to focus on the flowers. maybe if you ignored him, he’d leave. but he didn’t of course he didn’t. you heard his footsteps approach. then silence. then— “these.” your eyes reluctantly lifted. sunghoon was holding a bundle of flowers—your favorite flowers. the exact ones you’d always choose whenever someone asked what you liked. your chest tightened. he remembered. after all these years, he still remembered. you immediately looked away. sunghoon studied your face for a second before bringing the flowers to the counter. you rang them up without meeting his eyes. the silence felt unbearable. then finally— “how have you been?” your fingers tightened around the register. there it was. the question you’d spent years imagining. slowly, you looked up. and lied. “excuse me, sir?” sunghoon blinked. you forced an innocent expression. “i think you have the wrong person.” silence. complete silence. for a second, sunghoon simply stared. then he laughed softly. not because he believed you. because he absolutely didn’t. “right.” you nodded quickly. “yes.” another pause. then sunghoon smiled. the exact same smile that used to make your heart race. “have a nice day.” you immediately nodded. “you too.” he paid for the flowers and left. or at least, that’s what happened physically. because the moment he stepped outside, he stopped. glanced through the glass window. then smiled to himself and shook his head. as if he found the whole thing ridiculous. which honestly made it worse. because now you knew he wasn’t fooled at all. and somehow, that was even more embarrassing. unfortunately, things only got worse after that. because sunghoon kept coming back again and again. sometimes he’d buy flowers, sometimes he’d buy one flower, and once he bought a plant he clearly didn’t need. (comsec++) #enhypen #enhypenpov #sunghoon #sunghoonenhypen #fyp

The rooftop bus @Reading Buses #viral

The rooftop bus @Reading Buses #viral

#اكسبلور #fyp #viral_videos #foryou #FreshandBright

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