َ @Hryunwook

Somewhere between take one and who I’m becoming. Genzo.⠀ Joined April 2022

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4 days ago

Cheers. 🥂

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2 months ago

Evenings like this remind you why it’s all worth it. Cheers to Director Byun Sung-hyun and everyone who made tonight unforgettable.

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2 months ago

The work no one sees builds the most — training days.

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2 months ago

Me, lately.

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2 months ago

The hardest sets aren’t the heaviest ones, they’re the ones on the days you almost didn’t show up. Still here. Still going.

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3 months ago

Just hanging around in a familiar jacket, not really doing much when the photo happened. A still moment that somehow felt a little more than ordinary.

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Not everything that’s loud needs sound. Sometimes, it’s the weight of calm, the stillness between breaths, the way fabric falls and light catches. I chose contrast, soft black for the peace I carry, a red belt for the fire I never need to explain.

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3 months ago

Boys night out.

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3 months ago

There’s something about this pause — a quiet space where doubt and purpose meet. Before the noise, before the rush, it’s a moment to remember why I began.

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3 months ago

Didn’t realize the moment was worth keeping until I looked back at it.

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7 months ago

Bali, sun, and a well-deserved break.

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7 months ago

The kind of quiet that seeps into your bones, where even the trees seem to exhale, and time feels like a suggestion rather than a rule.

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7 months ago

The breeze hums through the trees, rustling the leaves just enough to keep the silence from settling in. The lake barely moves, mirroring the greens around it, untouched and steady. Just the wind, the trees, and me.