a spontaneous event that'll occur in life could only either be good or bad despite both being unforgettable. there will be times when events may not have much impact on you and those memories could be buried deep in your mind– unless brought up by a person who, for them, feels the opposite of what the memory is to you.
y/n has her fair share of memories. some she remembers all in mind and some she goes back to through her diary. she has had moments with a lot of people that she still remembers to this day, but it seems as though the people she shared those memories with don't remember anymore.
and that's what she feels whenever she sees mingyu.
she's happy for where he is now but she misses him sometimes. y/n often wonders if he still remembers her. there are times when she wants to ask, she thinks about doing it a lot, but never had the courage to do so. it's not like they were lovers, but they were always together that it seemed like they could've been. maybe. who knows?
life is a neverending series of multiple choice. there are back-up plans and last resorts but there will never be a preparation for when is the next test. it's a game of would you rather and intuitions buffer when options are offered. more often than not, all of us always regret choosing the answer we chose. despite this, we have to live with it and sleep on the bed we made. or make other choices and potentially ruin everything.
and mingyu often thinks about the choices he made.
he's proud of him and his members as they've come so far and have been successful for reaching their dreams. however, sometimes he can't help but regret not confessing about his then feelings for y/n. maybe she felt the same way. who knows?
maybe going with the first choice isn't bad after all, and maybe we should take risks so as not to have as many maybes and thinking about what the past could've been.
they were asked to choose between potential love or successful careers. being both people with dreams, they chased and caught it. the only downside is they're clouded with thoughts of the past and could've been's.
all until this event y/n's working on and this art museum's mingyu's planning to go to.
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two minus one [seventeen mingyu]
Fanfictionhigh school flings are meant to be buried six feet underground once we graduate, so why on earth do you always show up?