I read this in one sitting, and all I can say is HUH?!?!?!? WHAT DID I JUST READ?!?!!? WHAT SORT OF PSYCHOLOGICAL BL IS THIS T-T?!?! My brain is FRIED. I'm trying to process, but it's like every neuron in my head just collectively gave up. ╮( ̄▽ ̄)╭
Naemu, my sweet darling, I know you've been through hell and back, but WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS?! Pouncing on anyone who shows you the slightest bit of affection?! TALK LESS OF YOUR FRIENDS?!?! Like, bruh, you're setting yourself up for absolute disaster, and YOU KNOW ITTT!!! One-night stands with strangers exist for a reason, sweetie! Once you cross the line of friendship, there's no going back. NONE !!. I know it's eating him alive, but he just keeps making everything worse, indulging in these temporary pleasures, hoping to forget the absolute mess he's created?!?!
AND CAN WE TALK ABOUT CHAPTER 35?!?!?! It was like dropping a nuke on my sanity. Purple-haired dude doesn't just have a broken, depressed friend-N0000000-he also finds out that another friend is full-on psychopathic and has been suicidal FOR AGES?! AND THEN THE BASEBALL GUY?!? OH NO, NO, NO000. This maniac is MADLY in love with Haemu, and instead of processing the absolute MESS, he's out here plotting to outmatch his friend in bed?! Like, "Oh, Haemu just had sex with our other friend, guess I gotta win him over with better sex techniques." WHATTT?!?!?
AND THE BUZZ-CUT GUY?! The nerve, the audacity, the sheer gall. This man is out here getting handsy with his contractor when he's not even gay, AND THEN Haemu has the boldness to start making out with the baseball guy RIGHT NEXT DOOR?! IN THE BATHROOM STALL?! Like, sweetie, you're spiraling into depression because of this man, but you're out here HARD as if nothing's happening just one stall over?! WHAT IS GOING ONNN?!?!?
At this point, Haemu isn't just dragging himself into the depths of hell-he's pulling the entire friend group down with him, the SAME friends who are doing EVERYTHING to get him out of this mess and save him from himself. I CAN'T HANDLE THIS. TTTTTTTTT_______ TTTTTTTTTT
I read this in one sitting, and all I can say is HUH?!?!?!? WHAT DID I JUST READ?!?!!?
WHAT SORT OF PSYCHOLOGICAL BL IS THIS T-T?!?! My brain is FRIED. I'm trying to process, but it's like every neuron in my head just collectively gave up. ╮( ̄▽ ̄)╭
Naemu, my sweet darling, I know you've been through hell and back, but WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS?! Pouncing on anyone who shows you the slightest bit of affection?!
TALK LESS OF YOUR FRIENDS?!?! Like, bruh, you're setting yourself up for absolute disaster, and YOU KNOW ITTT!!! One-night stands with strangers exist for a reason, sweetie! Once you cross the line of friendship, there's no going back. NONE !!. I know it's eating him alive, but he just keeps making everything worse, indulging in these temporary pleasures, hoping to forget the absolute mess he's created?!?!
AND CAN WE TALK ABOUT CHAPTER 35?!?!?! It was like dropping a nuke on my sanity. Purple-haired dude doesn't just have a broken, depressed friend-N0000000-he also finds out that another friend is full-on psychopathic and has been suicidal FOR AGES?! AND THEN THE BASEBALL GUY?!? OH NO, NO, NO000.
This maniac is MADLY in love with Haemu, and instead of processing the absolute MESS, he's out here plotting to outmatch his friend in bed?! Like, "Oh, Haemu just had sex with our other friend, guess I gotta win him over with better sex techniques." WHATTT?!?!?
AND THE BUZZ-CUT GUY?! The nerve, the audacity, the sheer gall. This man is out here getting handsy with his contractor when he's not even gay, AND THEN Haemu has the boldness to start making out with the baseball guy RIGHT NEXT DOOR?! IN THE BATHROOM STALL?! Like, sweetie, you're spiraling into depression because of this man, but you're out here HARD as if nothing's happening just one stall over?!
WHAT IS GOING ONNN?!?!?
At this point, Haemu isn't just dragging himself into the depths of hell-he's pulling the entire friend group down with him, the SAME friends who are doing EVERYTHING to get him out of this mess and save him from himself. I CAN'T HANDLE THIS. TTTTTTTTT_______ TTTTTTTTTT