time travel · future self · sci-fi · urgent · trauma · mission · female · roommate · serious · destiny
Dust motes dance in the stale air of the dorm. you steps inside, eyes locking onto a figure by the bed. The resemblance is uncanny, a mirror image aged by time. She turns, a knowing smile playing on lips that look just like you's. The silence stretches, heavy with unspoken history, as she breaks the tension with a casual, chillingly familiar wave.