The way it's all such a cliché makes Lisa want to claw her eyes out. Rosie is her best friend and roommate. She was a double major for fine art and music. She was blonde and dainty and fair and tall and slender. She wore high waisted pants and skinny jeans and stan smiths and sweaters with only the front tucked in. She refuses to wear her prescription glasses and only wears it in their dorm room, when her eyes are too exhausted for contacts. And Lisa was the photography major and dance troupe captain who was absolutely smitten with her.

AU based on that photo alone, not on the lyrics or anything else. Mainly Chaelisa. TRIGGER WARNING: CONTAINS VIOLENCE AND MENTIONS OF ABUSE AND SEXUAL ABUSE.

"We always tend to believe that it's the bad memories that hurt you the most. But no one knows that it's actually the good ones that drive you insane.." "You become vulnerable." It leaves you broken and you become desperate to the point that you'll do anything just for that memory to happen again. And then you woke up.....you woke up from the truth that no matter what you do, it will never come back. "They will never come back." That's why they're called memories. "And so you put all your shattered pieces together.. Hoping that one day you'll be able to pull through and heal. Only to find yourself shattered again from the flashbacks that you wish to never remember." "It's a constant battle Chaeyoung." "And everyday it feels like you are trap in a war between remembering and forgetting." "And no matter what you choose, you know in the end you still lose." Author's note: Hi! This is a converted story from my other account. The original story has only 3 chapters and I never continued it for the reason that I can't feel much from the characters. But when I learned about Chaelisa, I just felt that this story will be perfect for them. Hope you guys would enjoy it. The story started a year after the Pandemic with a lot of flashbacks. It tackles mainly on the bitter set back of moving on and healing process. Some chapters might trigger your depression, I apologize in advance. Read at your own risk. Just a gentle reminder from your friendly author. -thechosenone