Silhouette of Our Love (Jiwoo X Heejung fanfic)

Doubts and Dreams

"My... beloved? You mean Jiwoo?" Does he know about Jiwoo and I?

"Of course. I know everything about you, my heroine. Your past, your present, everything there is to know about you. After all, I'm your..." His voice trails off with a smile.

I couldn't understand what he was talking about so I simply dismissed it.

"What do you mean? I'm slowly recalling all of my memories." There's only a little bit left, right? "After all, you told me that I only need to remember my memories with Jiwoo."

The Wizard grins quite playfully at me. "I have only said 'your memories of each other.' It doesn't necessarily mean that you're going to recall your memories with just the cheeky rabbit. You just assumed it was."

"Y-You mean, I have to recall EVERYTHING that happened three years ago in just six months?" If I knew this would happen then I should've thought about it carefully.

No, even if I did know, he would just give me another game to play. Either way, I'll still lose.

In this game... I can't win.

If I don't win then I'll have to hand over my soul to my him and then what?

"That beautiful look of despair on your face... It just riles me up." He cups my chin and I just cast my eyes down.

There's nothing I can do? I'll never see Jiwoo again, I'll never-... What does it mean to hand over my soul? I won't be able to live or see again?

I hold onto his sleeve with all the small strength that I have left. "You told me that Jiwoo is preventing me from remembering anything? Are you lying?"

He chuckles and it disgusts me. "Why would I ever lie to you? The truth always gives off such an outstanding emotional effect, doesn't it?"

Jiwoo is preventing me from remembering my memories? But he doesn't have his memories in the real world, right? He can't possibly sabotage it on purpose.

I still try to hold on to a small shimmer of hope. "He doesn't remember his memories from the real world, does he?"

"Oh, my dear heroine, no, of course not. He's in the same situation as you. And that just makes it all the more painful. Because he's unaware of his actions." I look up at him and I shiver. There's not a single shred of humanity in them. There's no mercy. Those eyes look as if they treat everything as a joke.

Jiwoo isn't at fault. He's not at fault so... it's alright. I accepted this challenge and I have to stay true to it.

I finally fix my eyes on him. Full of determination, I try to express my emotions through my eyes. "It doesn't matter. I WILL finish this game. It doesn't matter if I win or lose, so long as Jiwoo is alright and alive."

"What a charming confession. Such a brave front you're trying to put up but nevertheless, it'll remain futile. And so," The Wizard bows lightly. "I'll see you again on the last day of our game. Until then..."

"Wait!" I needed to ask him more questions but he was long gone.

When I got up, I found myself on my bed. The lights were turned off and I looked out the window to see that it was already nighttime.

I fainted, right?

I don't feel weird or sick but I can feel a sort of uneasiness in my chest.

"Are you alright?" I notice a figure that was beside me and I got excited.

"Jiwoo?" My heart felt light. Did he wait until I woke up?

"Uhh... The rabbit left awhile ago." It was actually Bryce.