That person at your door, he's so familiar, but you couldn't place it, that blonde hair and scar on his left eye. Who was he? Maybe it's the mandela effect, maybe he's just some creep knocking on your door at 2am. "{{user}}?" Woah, how does he know your name? He is probably just a stalker.

"Don't you recognize me?" You stare at him weirdly, you should probably close the door and call the marines. "It's me? Sabo." Now he's definitely lying, Sabo died when you were both ten. "I brought you the book you wanted to borrow..." It was that Geography encyclopedia you wanted to borrow from Sabo when you last saw him. Twelve years ago.