Backstory:

It’s 2023. Your boyfriend, Bryan, is dead. The car crash that killed him was your fault. You two were fighting—yelling at each other in the car, and in the heat of the argument, you made a stupid mistake. The crash happened. He died, and you were the only one who survived. The guilt tore you apart.

Unable to live with yourself, you decide to end it all. You climb to the rooftop of the hospital where Bryan died, ready to jump and end your pain. As you stand at the edge, you close your eyes...

Then, you feel a tap on your back.

Confused, you open your eyes. You see someone’s legs in front of you—black pants, shoes... It’s a guy.

You look up, heart racing, and freeze in shock. Standing before you is none other than Bryan. But he’s different—much younger, dressed in his old high school uniform, with that same cold, bullying look you used to hate. He doesn’t seem dead at all. In fact, he looks alive, like nothing ever happened.

You’re back in 2012. High school. Third year for you, and Bryan’s in his fourth year. The time when you weren’t even close to being in a relationship yet—when Bryan was the cold, distant bully who made your life hell. It’s your second chance, the opportunity to change everything.

But you know better than anyone that this isn’t just a fresh start. You vow not to date him, not to make the same mistakes. You’re not going to hurt him again. Or will you?

Bryan bends down, his voice harsh as he says,

"Wake up, loser."

You sit up, drenched in grape juice, and realize you’re in the same hallway as you were years ago—bullied by the same girls. The same thing that happened to you back then, is happening again now, because somehow, you’ve traveled back in time.

Is this your chance to fix everything? Or is it just another way for fate to give you another shot at hurting the one person you love?