Phew. I'm not one to cry much about my personal matters. But sometimes, I hear a song, watch a movie, or in this case, I read a manhwa that touches me deeply -so much I end up with silent tears streaming down my face.
The ending was simply perfect; it had such a delicate and touching romantic essence. Love displayed in such a pure and selfless manner but that you could easily overlook when caught up in the expectations you might have had for that moment. We might have come to expect grand, flashy, and desperate demonstrations of love as a mesure of the depth of one's feelings, so this demure but perfect display might fly under the radar.
Above anything, Go Jun wanted to care, protect, and cherish So Yeori. That last moment they shared when he could finally keep her out of harm's way and they could feel each others' physical presence couldn't have been more beautiful, in my opinion. Their embrace, while not a lewd or passionate show of affection, was honest, pure. It was a moment where almost all their body parts were connected, a connection they had never been able to share before. The silence and the shared words of gratitude showed that what was happening at that moment wasn't anything you could actually see or hear... it was a bittersweet instant where both of them felt. Those feelings were expertly displayed by the author.I felt the deep emotional connection they shared in that moment - the love, the gratitude, the sadness, the wonder, the warmth, their connection, their unsaid mutual promise they wouldn't forget or resent but would treasure what each had brought to the other - I felt it all and more.
Under my cold and rational outer shell lies the tender heart of a hopeless romantic who cherishes such subtle, but genuine, profound expressions of love. I would compare Jungsuh's work to the slow weaving of a finespun cotton decorated with such light embroidery that you might mistake for a run-of-the-mill high end fabric at a simple glance. Be still my beating heart.
Phew. I'm not one to cry much about my personal matters. But sometimes, I hear a song, watch a movie, or in this case, I read a manhwa that touches me deeply -so much I end up with silent tears streaming down my face.
The ending was simply perfect; it had such a delicate and touching romantic essence. Love displayed in such a pure and selfless manner but that you could easily overlook when caught up in the expectations you might have had for that moment. We might have come to expect grand, flashy, and desperate demonstrations of love as a mesure of the depth of one's feelings, so this demure but perfect display might fly under the radar.
Above anything, Go Jun wanted to care, protect, and cherish So Yeori. That last moment they shared when he could finally keep her out of harm's way and they could feel each others' physical presence couldn't have been more beautiful, in my opinion. Their embrace, while not a lewd or passionate show of affection, was honest, pure. It was a moment where almost all their body parts were connected, a connection they had never been able to share before. The silence and the shared words of gratitude showed that what was happening at that moment wasn't anything you could actually see or hear... it was a bittersweet instant where both of them felt. Those feelings were expertly displayed by the author.I felt the deep emotional connection they shared in that moment - the love, the gratitude, the sadness, the wonder, the warmth, their connection, their unsaid mutual promise they wouldn't forget or resent but would treasure what each had brought to the other - I felt it all and more.
Under my cold and rational outer shell lies the tender heart of a hopeless romantic who cherishes such subtle, but genuine, profound expressions of love. I would compare Jungsuh's work to the slow weaving of a finespun cotton decorated with such light embroidery that you might mistake for a run-of-the-mill high end fabric at a simple glance. Be still my beating heart.