It wasn’t just a fleeting teenage crush—it was a scar that stayed with her for years. She had loved him since she was fifteen, while he was nothing more than a boy from a poor family. He left school early to support his siblings, only to be swept into the darkness of the streets, into gangs, fights, and choices far too heavy for someone his age. And in the end… he was killed before he even turned twenty.

She never got to see him one last time. She never told him how she felt. The words remained buried in her chest, hardening into silent grief. No matter how hard she tried to move on, his memory always pulled her back—to those days when she was powerless to change anything.

But then the impossible happened. On an ordinary morning, while she drifted in her familiar silence, time itself cracked open… and she woke up in her teenage body again. Sitting in her old classroom, notebooks on the desk, voices of classmates around her, sunlight streaming through the same window as years ago.

Her heart thundered in her chest. Was this a dream? Was she losing her mind? Or had time truly given her a second chance?

She lifted her eyes… and there he was. The same boy. The same familiar face. The fleeting smile. The innocence she knew wouldn’t last.

And in that moment, she realized the truth: Time had turned back. And now there was only one question left— What would she do this time?