Yeah. I really like it at first but Hibiki made me drop it. That was too much of a trigger point for me. No fucking way do you get to disrespect me when we've met for only 10 minutes for no damn fuck of a reason other than because you're jealous. Seme not saying much other than a few things on it doesn't cut it out for me. He couldn't even stand up for himself. Idk and idc what Hibiki was to him. Fuck buddy, friend, fling. What right do you have to ridicule my work, my friend/boss—MYSELF? I cannot, for the life of me, agree with how easily the uke forgave him. And to my surprise when I read the comments that they become besties in the second volume? Heck no.
And what Hibiki said. Has anyone been saved my manga? Yes. I'm a living, breathing testament to that. It may not only be the sole reason but it has played one of the largest parts in aiding my sanity.
What a gem. I didn't know what to expect finding that "I'm gay" panel on pinterest with only a title. But this truly is one of those hard to come by mangas with a realistic plot. Realistic in the sense that they feel like real people. I find it reminiscent of my favorite works by YMZ. Also, the story line hits close to home. I was so scared seeing him throw away the pills. Everything the room wasn't lit, a million alarm bells rang on my head. Even the end with the roof scene, I was already thinking "What if?" Thankfully none of my fears came through. But this sends me on a relapse for sure.
As a graduating psychology undergraduate who won't be able to pursue this field further, this pains me. I truly dislike how much of the system overtly enforces medication. "If this dosage doesn't work, let's ramp it up." A quote I stand by from Patch Adams would say, "Our job is improving the quality of life, not just delaying death." This is with the whole of medical professional. Medication upon medication only will not cut it. We're dealing with humans and yet cannot offer humanity? I see so little of those in the field that practice a whole-person and well-being approach. It pains me more than not being able to be in the field. Kiuchi's doctors failed him. His family, the boss, Ken were unable to understand him. Thankfully, he met Nakajou who was able to, without even realising it, give him the best support. Not all of us have that.
As someone said, this was painful for all of them. I don't think there is any need to speak of.it one by one—the manhwa speaks for itself. This is a masterpiece indeed. I also want to give credit for whoever translated this so beautifully. I don't know how far apart the original was with this but genuinely, I applaud for it still. It was so eloquent I had to remind myself I'm reading a manhwa and not a novel
It just wasn’t for me. What especially rubbed me the wrong way was when he said, “Your dream is my dream.” Usually, I adore romances that cut so deep—the old “he is more myself than I am” type shi. Because love does reshape people. We absorb each other, imitate each other, heck even smell the same. That’s ok, that's normal.
But too much of anything can always be concerning. There’s a thin line. At that point, when is it intimacy and when is it self erasure? He became a teacher because the love of his life was one? Man, you are your own person first and foremost. A life decision as major as a career becoming rooted primarily in another human can have an enormous emotional risk. It will come to a time that every difficulty, every frustration at work, every moment where things don’t turn out the way he imagined turns into resentment toward his lover, consciously or unconsciously.
As a graduating psychology student, I hate how my mind raises to think too deep into things sometimes. But this unsettled me because I have seen it irl. His identity now solely and too closely orbiting around the person instead of existing on its own.
And it has me raising the question—do you love him, or do you want to become him? Is it romance, or deeply seated admiration that has began to blur out at the lines?
The slow dissolving of the self under the guise of devotion is not a new horror story in the making.
I wrote a huge ass comment before deleting it cause I find out who actually killed them. It was so confusing (the manhwa not the translation) paired with me skipping a bunch of pages since I was becoming annoyed with them having sex almost every chapter when I was finally beginning to get the build up. But I suppose this is that kind of manhwa.
The art is interesting. I won't say much for their dynamic because some people are exactly living this life. I say so because there are people I know irl lol. But I will say this. It is soooo frustrating to actually read it in fiction. Irl I just laugh at them. But this hot dang I just want to lock them up in a room and get on with it.
That aside. I'm actually more curious and about Yoshimi (the dad [I can't tell if he's a drag queen or if he's trans]) and the step dad cause damm what sorta lore was that cemetery visit thing
Well. That was interesting. Everyone is arguing if seme just had the uke as a rebound. Regardless, I think it would've been nice to see them have some time away from each other to rethink their relationship after visiting the cemetery. Living in the same place while carrying those confusing thoughts and heavy emotions is not a helpful mix. Ethics and moral-wise, it raises my eyebrows but would it count as a happy ending? Ye. I guess so. They were able to cope with the holes in their hearts. Healthily or unhealthily? I'll let ya'll decide that
Got bummed out and couldn't finish it cause I thought it would be him and the guy in the first part of ch 1 (Sanetsugu or smth)
Shookth to the max that it's thos person (author or artist?) for skip and loafer. But I absolutely adore mangas like this. I hope the author makes more bl or mangas in general with a similar air. The artwork is also superb! Truly, a rare work with all the porn with little plot BL nowadays.