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The Firstfruit season reaches its final bloom. On August 24th, 2025, we gently close the garden gates. Every root tended, every fruit harvested—may the traces of our growth remain, carrying the sweetness of what was planted and shared.

I, BudsMinju, have completed this journey—rooted, grown, and ripened in time. Every step carried meaning, every moment bore fruit. It may be the end of this season, but its sweetness remains. I remain, still—grateful for what has blossomed.

I, BudsLeoo, have completed this journey—rooted, grown, and ripened in time. Every step carried meaning, every moment bore fruit. It may be the end of this season, but its sweetness remains. I remain, still—grateful for what has blossomed.

I, BudsJeno, have completed this journey—rooted, grown, and ripened in time. Every step carried meaning, every moment bore fruit. It may be the end of this season, but its sweetness remains. I remain, still—grateful for what has blossomed

I, BudsRenjun, have completed this journey—rooted, grown, and ripened in time. Every step carried meaning, every moment bore fruit. It may be the end of this season, but its sweetness remains. I remain, still—grateful for what has blossomed

ᅠ I, BudsWinter & BudsSunghoon, have completed this journey—rooted, grown, and ripened in time. Every step carried meaning, every moment bore fruit. It may be the end of this season, but its sweetness remains. I remain, still—grateful for what has blossomed ᅠ

I, BudsChenle, have completed this journey—rooted, grown, and ripened in time. Every step carried meaning, every moment bore fruit. It may be the end of this season, but its sweetness remains. I remain, still—grateful for what has blossomed

I, Riwoo, have completed this journey—rooted, grown, and ripened in time. Every step carried meaning, every moment bore fruit. It may be the end of this season, but its sweetness remains. I remain, still—grateful for what has blossomed

I, RootsJonggol, have stood firm beneath the soil—anchoring, nurturing, and keeping every branch steady. From seed to fruit, I’ve been here to hold the ground, letting the story grow tall and whole. I remain as the roots: unseen, but always part of what makes this garden thrive.

I, BudsWonbin, have completed this journey—rooted, grown, and ripened in time. Every step carried meaning, every moment bore fruit. It may be the end of this season, but its sweetness remains. I remain, still—grateful for what has blossomed

I, Gaeul, have completed this journey—rooted, grown, and ripened in time. Every step carried meaning, every moment bore fruit. It may be the end of this season, but its sweetness remains. I remain, still—grateful for what has blossomed

I, RootsBeks, have stood firm beneath the soil—anchoring, nurturing, and keeping every branch steady. From seed to fruit, I’ve been here to hold the ground, letting the story grow tall and whole. I remain as the roots: unseen, but always part of what makes this garden thrive

I, BudsHaruna, have completed this journey—rooted, grown, and ripened in time. Every step carried meaning, every moment bore fruit. It may be the end of this season, but its sweetness remains. I remain, still—grateful for what has blossomed

I, BudsJisung, have completed this journey—rooted, grown, and ripened in time. Every step carried meaning, every moment bore fruit. It may be the end of this season, but its sweetness remains. I remain, still—grateful for what has blossomed

I, Woonhak, have completed this journey—rooted, grown, and ripened in time. Every step carried meaning, every moment bore fruit. It may be the end of this season, but its sweetness remains. I remain, still—grateful for what has blossomed

I, Kwak Haum, have completed this journey—rooted, grown, and ripened in time. Every step carried meaning, every moment bore fruit. It may be the end of this season, but its sweetness remains. I remain, still—grateful for what has blossomed.

I, BudsKarina, have completed this journey—rooted, grown, and ripened in time. Every step carried meaning, every moment bore fruit. It may be the end of this season, but its sweetness remains. I remain, still—grateful for what has blossomed.

I, Tanaka Anna, have completed this journey—rooted, grown, and ripened in time. Every step carried meaning, every moment bore fruit. It may be the end of this season, but its sweetness remains. I remain, still—grateful for what has blossomed