“Waaah, Waaah, Yun, just this once. It won’t hurt.”
“No.”
“Really, Yun, trust me. I’ll block your pain in time, I promise.”
“No way.”
“Waaah, please, Yun! I still have a thousand other ways to die. If you don’t like slitting your wrists, you could try paraquat. I bet it has a really special flavor. If that doesn’t work, jumping off a building is fine too. Waaah, I’m not picky!” The little white puffball shed two blue tears.
“...Of course you’re not picky. I’m the one who dies.”
Two male leads + insectoid race + everyone’s darling + showbiz + interstellar
