this is a story for s, who doesn’t know about it. dear s, i was honest to only you during my off-lease months, a couple nights outside. that you texted back meant very much to me. some years ago, i returned to x after a long time. t drove me. we waited outside your father’s house for an hour. he wouldn’t let you leave. i know. you’re also doing better now. when i write about eunyung, i think of you.

as teenagers, we sought story after story of characters being hurt in fantastical ways. i think about this after revisiting the no home page 3 years later and seeing the landscape of the fiction here. what i mean to say is, if even one person like s is still reading, please believe things can change. a webcomic, its fanwork, and a real person is telling you this.

s, i’ll always keep in touch, no matter how sparse our talks. lo siento por no ser fuerte, gracias por ser fuerte. reader, once again, thank you for reading.