I read Anterograde Tomorrow...
I haven’t read fanfiction in months LIKE MAYBE CLOSE TO A YEAR T.T. Most, if not all of my favorite jongkey writers have gone away from the fanfiction world and Jongkey was the only pairing I read for. I have to really be into to the ship in order to read about it...its makes the stories more deep and beautiful. I was also so picky with my fics. They had to be well written and develop a solid plot. I knew about Anterograde Tomorrow for a while now. But I read a Kaisoo fic a few months ago and really couldn’t wrap my head around it. I wasn’t yet deep into kaisoo or even exo at the time but now I felt it was just right. I was checking out the kaisoo tag and tons of peeps made posts about reading and crying about it so I finally gave in. I knew it was sad, heartbreaking even, but never would I be prepared for the actual pain.
By far one of the best fanfictions I have ever read. Beautifully written and unique. I suppose I haven’t read enough fanfiction to know if its really unique or one of a kind but as I’ve heard this is one of the legendary exo fanfictions. Honestly I think all fans or anyone could and would enjoy this fic...just prepare the tissues. I didn’t just cry once, at the end, but cried several times through out the story and its a three shot...not even that long T.T. I drained my laptop till like 3% battery in order to finish the fic at like 3-4am and it was worth the pain and tiredness. Even before following Exo closely I knew about Kaisoo...kinda hard when they are one of the most popular ships in the kpopworld and having kyungsoo and jongin as my top two of exo made it easy to focus on them. As of late Kaisoo fans have been through lots of ups and downs and I can relate (being a jongkey shipper). Of course situations are different.
Anyways Anterograde Tomorrow is top grade reading material. The story will paint kaisoo in such a way that is detailed, beautiful and deep. I felt like I was up close in person to each character, seeing the turn of events happen right in front of me. It was almost traumatizing but in a blissful way, if that makes sense. I felt hurt but satisfied...