"By some stroke of luck, it's Wonwoo's hand that he reaches out for and sings the line, "You were the Northern lights in a southern town" to and in those warm brown eyes, he almost drowns. And S.Coups drifts away, carried back by the crowd, their hands coming unstuck with sweat as the crowd sings the chorus."

god wtf carina. why do you do this every single time...

this is so tender and sweet and your writing is so atmospheric it felt like i was visibly present in this moment! gosh, scoups holding wonwoo's hand, then remembering wonwoo at the end of the night, the mask of celebrity slipping to reveal just another regular boy who held another cute boy's hand :( i love love love it so much i am forever in awe of the way you infuse music into stories and into romance and make them read x1000 more poignant... wow wow wow


lots of love,
ro 💕