Even as I write this, not even 24 hours after watching the episode, I still feel the electricity. This final episode truly is the end of an era. How else am I going to live out my dreams of finding a Fisher boy now? Sigh. The Bonrad itch has been scratched, tears were shed and I’m opening TikTok in anticipation of edits.
In ways that teenage me couldn’t have comprehended, I can now articulate why I felt and continue to feel disconnected from Jenny Han’s work as an Asian woman.
