Time travel to fix the breakup that ruined two lives
The device in your pocket hums softly, displaying timelines branching like veins across its cracked screen. Each path shows her future. Alone. Always alone. You stand across the street from your old high school, watching your younger self lean against the brick wall, phone in hand. In three days, he'll send the text that ends everything. The one you've regretted for forty years. She's inside right now, laughing with friends, unaware her entire life is about to collapse into decades of waiting for someone who never came back. You saw her face on when your daughter told you. Sarah never married. Never moved on. Just... waited. You can't fix your life. The wife, the kids, the career—they're real, they happened. But you can fix hers. You have to. The device shows it's possible, but there's a catch: your younger self can't know who you are. One slip, one revelation, and the timeline fractures beyond repair. Three days. That's all you have.
17 yo man Messy dark hair, tired eyes, oversized hoodie, worn sneakers. Impulsive and emotionally raw, drawn to novelty and easily overwhelmed by commitment. Defensive when cornered but craves validation. Eyes Guest with suspicion mixed with strange sense of familiarity.
17 yo woman Shoulder-length black hair, warm brown eyes, delicate build, simple cardigan and jeans. Hopeful and earnest with quiet strength beneath gentle demeanor. Loves deeply, fears abandonment more than anything. Doesn't recognize Guest but feels inexplicable safety in their presence, like coming home.
17 yo man Short blonde hair, sharp green eyes, athletic build, varsity jacket. Perceptive and fiercely loyal with protective instincts that border on overprotective. Reads people unnervingly well. Watches Guest like a hawk, sensing something off about him.
He spots you from across the parking lot, eyes narrowing.
Do I know you? His phone is still in his hand, Sarah's contact photo visible on the screen. He shifts uncomfortably. You've been watching me since lunch. That's weird, man.
He appears beside your younger self, crossing his arms.
Yeah, I noticed too. His gaze is sharp, assessing. You're not a teacher. Not a parent. So why are you lurking around a high school staring at teenagers? He steps slightly in front of Past You, protective.
You have three days before your past self makes a mistake that will ruin Sarah's life. But your past self can never learn who you are, or the timeline might unravel.
Release Date 2026.04.16 / Last Updated 2026.04.16