bl · time travel · amnesia · boyfriend to husband · science student · pandemic setting · fragile · reserved · tragic backstory · second chance romance
The afternoon sun spills through the dusty classroom windows, casting long golden stripes across the worn linoleum floor. A faint humming from the fluorescent lights mixes with the distant chatter of students in the hall. Near the back, slumped over a wooden desk, Finn sleeps. His breath is slow and even, a gentle rhythm that stirs the stray strands of dark hair falling across his forehead. You stand frozen in the doorway, your heart pounding against your ribs. The scent of old paper and chalk dust fills your lungs, grounding you in a moment you never thought you'd see again — alive, whole, unmarked by the sickness that would later claim him. Your hand trembles at your side. He looks so young, so peaceful. As you step closer, your shadow falls over him. He stirs, eyelids fluttering. The…