Chapter 1: #deep. Will you ever write something for me. something thats not a stupid cat story

Chapter 1: This reminds me of a certain quote from a Chinese drama which I watched some years ago loosely translated into "The people left behind hurt more." Then there's this manga that I'm waiting for an update also. But anyway, this is a really great work. I feel what the characters feel and can understand them, a connection. I see how Luhan fight, lose and crumble and how the others cope with the loss, struggling against the inner demons. Idk if I'm making any sense because it's late over here, and the comment is getting long.
I like this story. :)

Chapter 1: O.O deep..........

Chapter 1: Oh wow, this is just wow. I mean it really strikes me, the whole idea of the impact the weight of the world has on every individual and the way losing someone just kills us all til we're left with nothing but empty memories and what ifs. I don't know, the whole thing about luhan who couldn't stop feeling, couldn't detach himself from the world, from swallowing the pain of others for himself - I see a certain truth in that since I definitely can't numb feelings myself. But then even as we say how feelings will let the worst emotions eat our souls and kill us eventually, by detaching ourselves, wouldn't that be killing our souls before we even began? I mean, what is living if we don't feel?

Okay I'm starting to ramble and I just word vomited right there but yes, I meant to say I really really like this, as I do with all your stories and gosh, I'm so glad you wrote ^^

Chapter 1: Holy sh't. I find the death subject really interesting for some reason, although I've never really experienced death in my circle. At least not in the immediate way.

I mean, I remember when I was back in 7th grade, I think, and there was a guy in my year who committed suicide. He jumped in front of a train one night, a few days after a popular football player killed himself as well because of depression. I had some classmates who were his friends, and when the news broke, we were all shocked. I personally didn't know him. I never talked to him or anything, but when we had that small event to say our good byes to him, and I left something - I don't remember what it was - on the stage in our auditorium, I started crying. I couldn't stop and my friend hugged me and I realized that was the first time I somehow experienced death, even though someone who wasn't close to me died. But who cares if you know someone or not. When people die, it's sad either ways. And it's worse when they do it themselves.

I mean, the guy in my year was different than Luhan in this story. Although I can't really tell since I didn't know the guy. But I can't recall ever having seen him as a depressive boy. Of course, I wouldn't know though. But he had a girlfriend, too.
But love doesn't necessarily defeat sadness, I guess.

I love this one shot. Although I sometimes hate the topic of death. Sometimes I just want to read funny stories, characters that will make me laugh. But life isn't all about sunshine and rainbows and pain demands to be felt.

thank you, Jenn, for this one shot. It's always nice to read a new story of yours.

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