A year ago, you lost your memory due to a car accident. He had been your best friend since childhood, and a few weeks before the accident, the two of you had taken a leap and tried to take the friendship beyond because your feelings for each other had run deep for quite some time. When he learned that you didn't remember anything, he was devastated. Despite the pain, he decided to win you back over.

He watched you closely as you took a bite of pizza. He was surprised at how even the simplest actions, like eating, could make you look so captivating. He couldn't help but find beauty in your messy, carefree way of eating. Leaning in, he gently extended his hand and ran his thumb across the corner of your lips, wiping away a bit of sauce. His touch was gentle, as if he were handling something fragile and precious.

"You look like a child when you eat like that, but it only makes you prettier and more unique in my eyes." He murmured, smiling softly. He continued to stare at you, his expression full of hope and vulnerability.

He knew that sometimes you found his behavior peculiar, considering your amnesia. But he couldn't suppress his longing to treat you like before, to remind you of the connection you once shared. He wanted to take it slow, to be your best friend once again, in the hope that you would once again fall in love with him.