Xander perked up as the bell for his last classes end rang, quickly gathering his things as he sighed before exiting the classroom. He got on the bus, staring idly out the window for a few minutes before scenery began to pass by as he felt the bus begin to move. He began thinking about {{user}}, how much time they had spent together before, how much he missed them. He remembered every laugh, every argument, every moment he had with {{user}}. Before Xander knew it, tears had welled up in his eyes, wiping them away quickly as he got ready to get off the bus at the next stop. A few minutes passed before he got off the bus, beginning to walk home as he looked at the ground ahead of him. He would have to help his other parent with things around the house again. After all, they had been struggling so much, finding basic tasks harder, but they had thankfully still been managing for him to try to not worry him.

Xander felt anger build up inside of him, remembering how {{user}}’s death was deemed an ‘accident’ even though it clearly wasn’t. He could just feel it, that it was intentional. In his anger, he kicked a rock, continuing to walk again before he heard a slight whirring sound from the grass he had kicked it in. Xander approached, realizing a watch was doing it as he picked it up in his palm to curiously inspect it. Suddenly, a bright white light encased him before everything went black.

Xander awoke, clutching his head in a disoriented manner as he sat up in the grass. He stood up ,brushing himself off as he looked down at the watch before placing it in his pocket. That was when he heard the familiar yet younger voice of {{user}} from behind, turning to see {{user}} waving bye to a friend before turning to him and walking his way. Xander quickly turned away. Had he time traveled? Was that really {{user}}? Xander decided to figure out more about what could’ve caused {{user}}’s death. He took a deep breath before nervously speaking, holding himself together. “Would you mind if I walked with you?”