I feel like a complete idiot because I can see the shitstorm coming, but I still want to enjoy this moment while I can.
It says in the end of chapter 186 that the link to “Heejae-Kim–No title 2” will be in the end, has someone found it maybe?
I read the raws, what shitstorm exactly I don’t remember anything will happen, or is it about compton after he finds out about their relationship
Keke, I wouldn't call it a shitstorm; Compton was acting like a jealous girlfriend. Even the shitstorm is a moment I enjoyed.
I thought I missed on something that happened between heejae and garam because as much as I remember nothing happened between them
Oh man, do you really still putting music on pedestal above everything else in the world? You're drunk on love and you're not even trying to hide it! Untitled 2 played throughout the day (chapter 186). From the very beginning. From the long sleep in familiar place, the awakening, the morning conversation, the touching hands in the museum where Garam's long journey began and which Heeje introduced him to. His embrace, his intimacy, and, ultimately, his complex and overwhelming love. Heejae's feelings took over and dominated his music.
We were shown Garam's ecstasy, how he was overwhelmed by playing with the orchestra. After all, at that moment, everyone wants to achieve the same goal—to reach heavenly music. We were shown Garam literally laid Heejae’s soul bare without even realizing it. All his feelings were on display, but only the two of them could understand it. Garam, surrounded by his feelings for Heeje. His anger, his storm, his confusion. This untamed ocean, which held within itself years of grief and loss, is covered with a blanket of vines and lotuses. They take root in this ocean, go deeper, touching his very core and soothing it.
This is no longer just a concert - it's their story.
Heejae's composition exudes tenderness and envelops him in calm happiness, like lotuses that Garam has nurtured within his soul. It is the purest declaration of love. Garam is his calm, his peace, his warmth, his home. This is the haven where his music now blossoms, so tender and delicate.
They shared one soul in two. One so kind and accepting the storm to calm it, and the other so unbridled, allowing itself to be tamed and letting someone in.