Looks like someone didn't do their homework on japanese particles here, but never mind.
There is only a handful j-dramas I like. I didn't watch many, so perhaps I missed few gems, and I admit that freely. I'm not the specialist. But Kimi wa Petto is one of my favorites. It was my first drama with Matsumoto Jun, and you may like him or not, but in this early work of his, he's adorable. I watched it over a year and a half ago, and around the same time the rumors about korean version of it appeared. It was decided to be a movie and not drama, and one candidate for the cast seemed perfect then. Then. Oh, those gay times of yore!
Well... I wouldn't run that fast if I met such hunter... Oh damn... wrong post. I thought about the next one I gathered pics and had to come back to life. Ekhem. City Hunter starts next week. And since I was never a big fan of anime (I didn't read the manga), I have absolutely no expectations. Except for nekkid Minho.
OK, because NNP means Neo neun pet, I decided to twist it a bit. Just in case of any copyright infringement, mehehe.
Read on your own risk, but I do hope it's not boring^^
Names of the persons are full of hidden meanings:
Jebi: Violet (as sumire)
Minam: ee... actually everyone knows the meaning of it
Ryeon: Lily (as yuri)
Moon Jagi: moonjagi means a doormat
Ki Myohan: kimyohan means queer, strange
Dramatis personae:
Jebi: our female protagonist
Minam (stage name: Peach): our…umm, let’s say male, protagonist,
Ryeon: female friend of Jebi
Moon Jagi: Jebi’s boyfriend
Ki Myohan: ex of Jebi
Lots of annoying characters and gap-fillers, unused here, but usually overused
Stage:
Some big city, not important, more details unnecessary cause it’s a big allegory.
Time:
Spring – summer
Prelude
On days like this usually only small signs can point out that some calamity awaits. Things like those are most likely neglected, or treated as not important, and thus overlooked. Ominous signs are reserved for Doomsday. And no, the first episode of the drama with acting furniture is not THAT sinister sign of the approaching Apocalypse. Nevertheless, it may signify something. But the feeling creeping around the ankles like a heavy, dense fog, reaching higher and immobilizing with terror is that kind of sign. There is this suspicion of some bad luck coming our way, and even in the middle of a tropic heat, we can feel a glacier melting down our spine. It can of course be a true glacier in Switzerland, eventually someone (in)voluntary put a cone of ice-cream on our back.
Today was this day Jebi thought everything went awry from the beginning, when she tried to put on her skirt she bought last month. It was too small. It shrank! It’s always clothes’ fault. Always. But even that couldn’t stop her from trying to put it on, but then a button, this small, vicious button, just popped out and landed exactly in the middle of her cup of a black coffee. It’s not like she was a fan of a black coffee, she forgot to buy some milk, and the last one she bought was sour as hell. If Hell has a taste. No wonder, expiration date was set to the last week. She should be grateful that it didn’t walk out from her fridge on its own, but this very morning Jebi had no time to think about the secret life of sour milk.
Yes, I arrived in a place so desolated that I have to find something to entertain myself, and since it bothered me for some time, I have to vent. So I'll write this and leave, preparing myself for tomorrow. Eh, life...
OK, not much to say, but thanks to some friendly soul (yes, I. you^^), I was introduced to jdrama, and actually I like it. Not everything, and not immediately, but...
