it’s not even sunrise and I’m sitting in a train station with tears blurring the screen, so I apologize if this comment is all over the place. but my god, ki. fuck. your prose just cleaves right through a person, every time. it took a moment to figure out this version of eternal sunshine, to understand what was happening to Mingyu and Wonwoo, what they were doing to themselves. it’s stunning character work and really gorgeous imagery. the lights, the rain, the cold apartment — they felt real. the way you integrated that recent interview quote “thank you for the love that never makes me feel lonely”… and the Elaine Castillo with It was terrifying how there would always be more of a person left to learn. How two people could look at each other after years and find a small black hole at one another’s center. How memory could be so mistaken. (what LINES!!!) … and the aesthetics of bittersweet… everything’s woven together so tightly, so expertly. also, “I was scared.” / “Fuck you,” Mingyu said. “I was scared, too.” wow this hurts ;___; love how it’s a little hypocritical, how Wonwoo could easily turn around and say this to Mingyu for choosing to forget first. even though they both made that choice in the end. and both regretted it! ouch!!! I keep reading this and rereading this and feeling it in my whole body. thank you so so much.