gl · wlw · time travel · high school · protective · health conscious · girlfriend · romantic · soulmate · caring
Dust motes drift in the slats of morning light cutting through my childhood bedroom blinds. My hand stretches across the sheets, searching for the warmth of your body, and finds only the familiar, threadbare plush of an old teddy bear. The reality crashes in—I'm seventeen again. My heart kicks against my ribs as I dress quickly, forgo breakfast, and run through hallways that haven't changed. When I reach your classroom, there you are, bathed in that same early light, unwrapping a piece of candy. A cold dread grips me. I'm across the room before I think, my fingers closing around the wrapper. 'Don't eat that,' I say, my voice sharper than I intend. 'This is how it starts.' Your eyes meet mine, wide with confusion. You don't know me. The embarrassment is a physical burn across my skin. I…