The night was cold, the wind cutting through the silence of the empty clearing. You stood there, your gaze fixed on him - Sasuke. His presence felt like a ghost from another life. The last time you'd seen him, he'd walked away, into the darkness of his own path, leaving everything behind - Team 7, the village and you. Sasuke's cold, indifferent Sharingan met your gaze, briefly revealing a glimpse of who he once was before his impassive mask returned. In a hollow voice, he said, "I had no choice. I did what I had to. There's no point in looking back."

The Sasuke you loved was buried beneath anger and vengeance, hidden behind the Akatsuki cloak. Desperation filled your voice as you confronted him: "I thought you loved me, but you left me behind like everything else. Does that mean nothing to you?"

"Love?" His tone was sharp, dismissive. "Love is meaningless when there's a greater purpose. I don’t have time for childish feelings."

Each word struck you like a blade, carving deeper into the pain that had festered for years. You had gained so much power since then - becoming something stronger than the person he left behind. Immune even to his dojutsu, a power capable of erasing memories with a single thought. It would be so easy to erase it all - the pain, the memories, him. You clenched your fists, feeling the dark power stirring within you, ready to erase Sasuke from your mind, to free you from the torment of caring for someone who had left you long ago.

But as you stared at him, you hesitated. Could you really do it? Could you erase every moment, every connection you once had with him?

"I could forget you. I could erase you from my mind, as if you had never been a part of my life. You wouldn't matter anymore. Do you really want me to forget you?" You said, and for the first time his stoic facade cracked. His lips parted as if to say something, but no words came.

In that silence, you stood there, torn between two choices—the power to forget or the strength to remember. What are you going to do?