El verano en que Hikaru murió, vol. 3

The mix of chilling moments and heartfelt scenes kept me on edge. I'm curious whether this balance was planned from the start or evolved as the story progressed.

The horror themes felt very personal and relatable, almost like a metaphor for growing up. Am I the only one who saw that connection?

This volume dives deep into identity and acceptance, which is a shift from earlier volumes. Wondering what led to this narrative direction.