amnesia // l. riwoo

                                    

                                          
Years ago, Riwoo had been too afraid to acknowledge his feelings for Y/n. When she confessed her love, he'd rejected her, convinced he wasn't good enough. 
He watched her walk away, carrying her broken heart, while he tried to convince himself it was for the best.
Today, fate brought them together again. He saw her at a local art gallery, her eyes sparkling with joy as she admired the paintings. 
Beside her stood a man, his arm casually draped around her shoulders. He almost turned away, but something held him in place. 
He watched them from a distance, noting the way Y/n leaned into her companion, her happiness palpable. 
It was a sight that brought both pain and a strange sense of solace. She was happy, truly happy, and that's all he'd ever wanted for her.
Suddenly, their eyes met. Recognition flickered in her eyes, followed by surprise."Riwoo," she said softly, "It's been a long time."
He nodded, unable to trust his voice.
"How have you been?" she asked.
"I've been... alright," he replied, forcing a smile. "You look well."
"I am," she said, glancing back at the man waiting for her. "Life's been good."
"I'm glad to hear that," Riwoo said, the sincerity in his voice surprising even him.
"I'm happy for you," he said, glancing at her companion. "You deserve all the happiness in the world."
"Thank you," she replied. "I wish the same for you."
"Well, there's someone I'd like you to meet." She continued.
"Taesan! Come here." She called, her voice was slow but still audible.
Her partner approached with a friendly smile. He was tall, with an easy confidence that made Riwoo feel both reassured and intimidated.
"Taesan," he introduced himself. "It's nice to meet you."
"Riwoo," he replied, shaking Taesan's hand firmly. "Nice to meet you, too."
"So, what brings you two to this gallery?" Riwoo asked.
Y/n gestured around the room. "We're here for the opening exhibit. Taesan's an artist, and he loves finding inspiration in different art forms."
Taesan chuckled. "If I am being honest, I just wanted to spend time with you." Taesan chuckles while looking at Y/n adoringly.
Riwoo felt a sense of sadness in his heart, knowing that he had lost the chance to be with her. 
He stood in silence, thinking about every possibility and what-ifs. What if he accepted her years ago? Will he be the one who makes her laugh right now?
"Speaking of which, there's a piece over there that I think you'd both love. Care to join us?" Taesan asked, motioning them to follow him.
Riwoo hesitated for a moment, then smiled. "Sure, I'd like that."