I think it's incredible that people can love other people so deeply, even when they're not even real. Like willingly falling in love even if it's just the idea of a person. It's both romantic and oh-so-tragic and a version of naive heartbreak you obtain only when you commit yourself wholeheartedly to a concept. Knowing you're gonna wake up to a world they aren't in and smiling anyway because at least they exist somewhere and that has to be enough. Because you're not a protagonist; you cannot simply rip the stars from their place or move galaxies to make them real. So you comfort yourself by making them real to yourself for a moment, and you love them in idyllic ways. You join the many others who read the same story and fell in love in different ways and you all love this one person, this one story, and for beautiful singular moments, those stories are made real.
"Kim Dokja's breaths, his appearance, his laughter, and his manner of speech [...] And...
The glint in his eyes when he recalls the story he loves
[...] 'I can just read from the beginning again'.
-CH. 438
(music cr: Train to Busan OST "Goodbye World" by Jang Young Gyu)
joongdok constantly stealing each other’s names when things get inconvenient for them and then consequently causing problems for yoo joonghyuk each other is the funniest fucking bit in orv actually
What I came to appreciate about KDJ narration is how well it mirrors the experience of constant dissociation. The physical aspect is there but it's second to the narration in his head, to his plans, to him judging the situation and then acting out his plans. KDJ feels so separated from his body and his emotions (which are also based in the body) and we can only see what he sees - a world of action and thinking but almost no physicality