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For those who don’t know, Park Si Young is the top designer of the Korean film industry . He’s known for designing posters for some of the biggest movies at the box office, and that’s why the ‘news’ - that his coming out turned out to be - is being so widely discussed on the K-side.

I don’t need to add much. I honestly can’t, either. I’m way too emotional at the moment to put something together.

Some parts that I highlighted are the ones that made me truly emotional, but the letter overall is a gift, the gift of a struggle and a beauty that only with something so mundane yet so special can actually coexist without colliding - love.

Love is something you just do, and it’s sad that it can’t be shared. That for some people, its beauty can’t bloom freely. To all the fellow queer people - I hope this reaches you, and I hope you’re happy. You deserve to shine. You deserve to brag about it. You deserve freedom.

I’ll just put here the translation of his words. Thanks to him for sharing.

“I love talking.

I’ve been in love for 15 years. If you strip away age, gender, status—everything—it’s honestly nothing remarkable. But if I just speak from my heart, this feeling hasn’t changed once in those 15 years. I love them so much I feel like I’m going crazy. Seeing that someone like my partner exists in this world makes me think maybe there really is a god after all. For this love, I feel like there’s nothing in the world I couldn’t do. If anyone ever tried to hurt this love, I feel like I could destroy them all. You want me to tone it down?

How can I?

Childish, right? But this childish heart is a burning one.

Anyway, I’m someone who loves to brag, to chatter, to tease—but it makes me a bit sad that I can’t show off my love. It’s the best thing I have, after all. But you know how it is, the moment I reveal it, people turn us into something to gawk at, a spectacle. My partner and I become objects of curiosity, and it feels like something precious I’ve been holding gets taken from my own hands and handed over to strangers, letting them mess with it however they want.

So what am I supposed to do? Today I just can’t hold it in.

As I get older, there are real-world obstacles—legal guardian issues and things like that—that make it harder. But what can I do? If I have money, I’ll just leave and live somewhere else. If it’s possible, I’ll go where I can. If the country won’t protect us, then I’ll just rely on money instead.

It’s not that we can’t get married, we’re not, so maybe it’s not “proper,” but we’ve been in love for 15 years, and honestly, it’s not bad at all. I’m their lover, and I want to be someone they’re proud of. Someone they love. While we’re together, we have to keep our hearts burning. I’m confident—I think even when I’m 70, I’ll still be the most passionate person at that age.

I don’t care about getting permission or understanding for this love. Love is something you just do—what does anyone else’s perspective matter?

I just want to show it off.