I'm getting a strange feeling of dread from the dissonance between the cutesy art and the very obvious hints by the author of something bad happening.

This one looks very pleasantly gloomy.

Oh no, I'm getting Lollipop or a Bullet vibes

I went and read that because of this comment and now I blame you for the emotional turmoil I feel. Curse you

You're welcome

Father doesn't want her to take that path,eh?...seems like a fuse has been lit...

Also,that teacher is as wide as his heart is big.

It's the teacher isn't it

It's the teacher isn't it

Yes

Yes

I love your nickname

Well my day is ruined and the inasive thoughts are back along with the calls from the void................... Who else?

Just woke up and I'm convinced that the last pages was a dream. She finished the book, they read it together, and they both continued to make comic books together in school. They are both happy, healthy, and alive at present.

last edited at Apr 14, 2023 8:02PM

Man,people be trippin' 'bout this story.

Not even an earthquake could seperate them,but something clearly happened,can't wait to find out.

Pain...it looks like it could've been a car accident?

What a cliffhanger. Dangling on by my fingertips

Pain.... Agony....
Hopefully she didn't get hit by the isekai truck and she's just injured or something :)

It's prob a kidnap.

Small typo on chap 3 page 23 panel 2
came ove -> came over

Edit:
Yay, fixed!

last edited at Apr 16, 2023 12:31PM

No words

Truck-kun.... >:(

Ohh fuck off, this is why I cant do tragedy. I’m crying.. being sad sucks

Hatred.

She can use that.

She can use the power of her emotions to finish that story,to give the best send off she possibly can,and I'm going to assume those feelings,along with her precious happy moments,is what will lead to that book.

Albeit,knowing this story so far,it just might drop another twist to these assumptions.

This is one of the best portrayals of that specific feeling of grief for a kid I've seen. The immediate hit of regret from taking things too lightly, the emptiness, that indifference to people shallowly consoling you, the anger, the frustration born from being incapable of understanding, and there's that final kick of guilt and regret for not trying harder when you finally process what happened. The award makes sense.

I have no word to describe how brilliant the way the artist and author framed the situation through lens of a kid.
There was no panel of the "real" Kewei at that time, only in the memories of Xiaorong. The grief taking a slow toll on her really hit home...

Wait this is the same author that wrote Pink Ribbon??? That's impressive.

Wait this is the same author that wrote Pink Ribbon??? That's impressive.

Only the same artist. the writer of the story is someone else

Whelp I didn't expect to be sitting in my office at work and crying... BUT HERE WE ARE.