This book utterly crushed my soul and sent all my feels sailing away on a faraway voyage, only to take a detour and slam back into my heart at full force. 
 It was so painful to finish the book. It was deliberately slow at the start then heart racingly fast then shit you not an open ending that left me completely unsatisfied. But because this book completely disintegrated me the way Park's touch disintegrated Eleanor-into a pile of gobbledygook- I am in no position to argue with the fairly disappointing and heartbreaking ending. 
 Park is five star quality boy material, hands down. Best part was his Asian-ism because it felt totally relatable to me for once to imagine myself kissing Park instead of some blonde haired six pack guy ( I am Asian too after all and have a soft spot for Korean boys with taekwondo moves and eyeliner smokey stares and fantastic manners and romantic actions and brilliant music taste. Ugh please kill me because i cannot.) 
 I'm quite neutral about Eleanor because I did enjoy her sad dysfunctional story and also largely because she described Park like a saint. It was awesome. 
 After finishing the book I sat there in silence , sad Korean ballads playing in my ears and contemplating if it was possible to marry a book. I loved this heart wrenching book so much it was worth wrestling through the book store to find this book hidden in a corner and then spending my voucher on it. So worth it. 
 Half an hour later and I was still playing a game I like to call "flip randomly to one page and find your favorite quote" game. I swear this book is a freaking gold mine. Every word is pure gold. Actually almost priceless. I couldn't find a page that left me awed ( except scenes of Richie the bad boy). 
 Roughly two hours later I decided to reread the ending and tears were gathering in my eyes like they did the first time. This time the liquid increased in quantity by like double. But my cousins were watching so I had to suck it up which totally sucked. 
 Park is officially my second fictional husband along with Etienne St Clair. Nuff said.