There’s so much I could say about this series—it captured so many forms of love. And while I can’t say I’m angry about how it all turned out, I’m still left in tears, feeling hollow inside. My heart aches for Tofu. I guess that’s the nature of love: finding solace in knowing that someone you love is happy, even if it’s not with you. Even if you’re just a fleeting moment, a bridge for them to find or return to the person they were meant for. But still, it hurts. The ending shattered me in ways I didn’t expect.