This is one of the best and most important webtoon I've read in a while. I was a pretty decent student in high school, had good grades and never got into trouble - I didn't fall in love, didn't get bullied or bullied anyone. Though I did say rude things to people, things that were meant to hurt and things I probably forgot, but the other person didn't. Those last ones I know because some comments are stuck with me forever. I don't know how people remember me - or if they remember me at all. Do they still remember something terrible I said? I like to think I was a pretty decent student, one that never made a difference in someone else's life. But reading this made me realize that maybe I was as self centered as any teenager. I just coudn't help feeling sad and lonely all the time, even though I had a group of friends to talk to. Maybe my own sadness made me blind. I know it sounds weird, but I've always put this pressure on myself to be happy, cuz I knew everything else was just an excuse. Even now, years since I gratuated from uni, I'm still the same person from middle school. Still very empty. My dog died this month - I know it's sudden, considering what I've been saying untill now. He had 16 years, so he was with me most of my school days. Maybe that's why I've been reading this lately, to remember how sad of a person I've always been even when he was still with me. It makes me think if my spring will ever come and I'll finally blossom
This is one of the best and most important webtoon I've read in a while.
I was a pretty decent student in high school, had good grades and never got into trouble - I didn't fall in love, didn't get bullied or bullied anyone. Though I did say rude things to people, things that were meant to hurt and things I probably forgot, but the other person didn't. Those last ones I know because some comments are stuck with me forever.
I don't know how people remember me - or if they remember me at all. Do they still remember something terrible I said? I like to think I was a pretty decent student, one that never made a difference in someone else's life. But reading this made me realize that maybe I was as self centered as any teenager. I just coudn't help feeling sad and lonely all the time, even though I had a group of friends to talk to. Maybe my own sadness made me blind.
I know it sounds weird, but I've always put this pressure on myself to be happy, cuz I knew everything else was just an excuse. Even now, years since I gratuated from uni, I'm still the same person from middle school. Still very empty.
My dog died this month - I know it's sudden, considering what I've been saying untill now. He had 16 years, so he was with me most of my school days. Maybe that's why I've been reading this lately, to remember how sad of a person I've always been even when he was still with me.
It makes me think if my spring will ever come and I'll finally blossom