Mina

This is one I suspect is lost in translation. A handful of passages and lines, showed a tender but brooding type of prose that was hard to find consistently. I also find that I was wanting more! I wanted more action, more of Crystal acting out, more of Mina, more of Minho and Crystal. Many pages of this book are doting on the philosophical sturggles that come from class and student life. I can admit that that style is not my taste, but I can imagine if read at the right time this book could leave a more pleasant impact for some.