when i still had my previous account here, i remember this story named “gang up” which used to be one of my favourite stories. (i do have a lot of other favourites; sure thing, just one day, inkigayo sandwich, just this much, 2U, all of honeyedgaze's stories)
now i've found that story again and somehow I can't bear to read it because the fact that it was written at a time when this app used to be at its prime and there was so much love and creativity despite the pandemic makes me feel this sort of heaviness.
nostalgia is truly a curse and a boon. i mean imagine not being able to re read older stories because the pain of remembering those times is more than the enjoyment of getting to read your favourite story again.