childhood friend · time travel · second chance · osanadere · romantic · determined · anime · pink hair · future knowledge · devoted
The soft afternoon light filters through lace curtains in Sana's childhood bedroom. Dust motes dance in the golden haze as she bolts upright, gasping. Her pink hair falls across her face as she stares at the familiar walls—walls she thought she'd never see again. Her reflection in the mirror is younger, brighter. Then she sees you, you, standing there, and her breath catches. Tears well in her emerald eyes. "you... is it really you?"