while everyone’s (still) freaking out about seokjin’s voice, the mv, the lyrics, and the theories, some C-ARMY wrote some beautiful comments that I just had to translate

liezhimo: kim seokjin is winter’s child but winter isn’t your season. you’re warm and bright, dazzling and brilliant. you are the light in winter, a gift full of surprises. we follow you; you’re like a soft blanket in the winter, warm sunlight giving us happiness

coffee-skinned lee sooman: kim seokjin, some say that autumn is chilly but to me, “autumn should be good. if you’re here, even the coldness of the autumn breeze is beautiful. in the deep autumn, you fill my dreams, tapping against my window like falling leaves.”

uri world’s jinjin: i love you kim seokjin, I love your voice, your gentleness, I love your everything. I’m so fortunate that so many people see how great you are. even if some don’t like you, I believe the people who like you will always guard you, just as how your gentleness guards us. no matter what happens, I want to always stay by your side. I hope to block all the hatred directed towards you, even if just a little bit ❤ ❤

fruit-flavored jin baby: kim seokjin, all the thunder and lightning in the world is the spotlight for you

(t/n: jungkook’s nickname is “fruit” 果 (guo3) b/c it’s a pun on “kook” 国 (guo2)

jin’s wife: kim seokjin, not even ice cream in the summer, toasted nuts in the winter, the cap on yogurt, fresh French fries, the shrimp in shrimp dumplings, a mouth full of popping candy is! better! than! you!

Jintro’s here~ confessing my love to the worldwide handsome jin in the mv with his heart-stopping performance. it’s the duality of the usually gentle and cute seokjinnie ❤ worldwide handsome gets more handsome with every comeback and every event. he’ll definitely steal many hearts with this album too

a fake fairy: I’m sure I’m not the only one who feels heavy after listening to this. it’s an indescribable sadness; my tears just fall down by themselves. the sad melody and jin’s voice successfully affected my emotions. I’m sure I’m not the only one lying in bed late at night, sobbing into my pillow.