I FREAKING LOVE THIS SO MUCHHH EVERYTHING IS SO *CHEF KISS
I don’t know how to explain it, but that chapter (modern) hurt in a way I wasn’t ready for. It wasn’t tragic. It was soft—so soft it almost felt like hope. They were just… living. Smiling in a world that finally loved them back. And maybe that’s what broke me. Because it was so beautiful, so gentle, so right—and I knew it wasn’t real. It hurts too much, but I don’t have the right words for the kind of pain it left behind. It’s the kind that just sits there in your chest, quietly reminding you of everything they never got… and everything they should have.
STOPPLP
Nah ’cause it’s honestly wild—seeing a top out here yearning, shivering, moaning and is sensitive like his life depends on it?? Like babe, you good? ’Cause same. At this point, don’t just stand there, go ahead and wreck me t—
Nah I'm tweaking for dear life... So responsive I must say ☠☠
Every time I see Seo In, I swear my eyeballs do a happy dance—man's a living artwork. Shoutout to the artist for serving face, but babe, that attitude? Nah. He’s the type you wanna frame, not entertain—a walking red flag with cheekbones. Trauma ain’t a personality trait, and pretty can’t fix toxic. But yeah, I guess that mess is rooted in his past… still, fix it, not flaunt it.
The fact that Hae-Yool looks like Jaewon and comes with the same half-functioning brain—it's like the universe said, ‘Let’s clone a mistake and see if it gets worse.
noooo 'cause I still wanna get a good look at that family oil painting Wowo had commissioned.(╯°Д °)╯╧╧
THE PLOT IS PLOTTING