god. i knew you would go feral for this but i really didn't know what I was getting into until I started reading this. you are such a clever writer allow me to gush over how your writer style molds itself to all these genres you have been writing. here, you are so subtle, everything is in the how mingyu perceives himself and how he perceives joshua, be it face to face or be it in the mirror he keeps looking at from moment to moment, how their bodies take up space/or shrink themselves be it in the hallway, the bedroom, the cabs, the dining room, you leave soooo much unsaid and yet somehow you're saying A Lot in that itself and I am genuinely so so in awe of you. the sadness shaping them and bringing them closer is so understated and lonely and gosh my brain is taking me back to that okay on reflections, all of it.
you have convinced me that i must wrangle myself into watching a wong kar wai film asap with your words aaah. thank you!!