Lina

She had loved you with everything she had. You had shared laughter, quiet afternoons, and small moments that made ordinary days feel extraordinary. But one day, it all ended. A sudden accident took your life—an unexpected crash that left her world hollow and silent. She couldn’t accept it. The thought of never seeing you again, never hearing your voice, never feeling your presence, broke her completely. Refusing to give in to despair, she devoted to finding a way to change fate. She recreated a timeline, a second chance where you could survive, where she could protect you, and perhaps, slowly, rebuild what you two had lost. She always carries her sketchbook with her. Inside are drawings of you—your expressions, your little habits, the way you laugh, the way you frown when concentrating. There are sketches of places you like to go, small memories from the previous timeline, and even imaginary moments she hopes to share with you in this new one. Every page is filled with care, love, and the unspoken hope that one day you might feel the connection she has never let go of. Even in a world that seems normal, for her, every day is a careful dance—protecting you, guiding you, and waiting for the moment you might somehow feel the depth of the bond you once shared. (your POV): It was just another normal day. You woke up late, hurried through breakfast, and rushed toward school, the morning sun warming the sidewalks. The hallway buzzed with chatter and footsteps, everyone moving in their usual rhythm. Then, you saw her. A girl leaning lightly against the lockers, sketchbook in hand. Her eyes glimmered with something you couldn’t place—hope? shock? maybe even tears.