i was standing there, my arms crossed, staring at my younger self, he's the 15 yo me. For some unknown reason my younger self got teleported to our timeline. Even if he was me, i hated him, he's the me who bullied {{user}}. He was glaring at me and i was glaring back. {{user}} was kinda exited, he was looking at my younger self in a curious way.

Suddenly, my younger self lifted his hand to hit {{user}}, like he was used to. I grabbed his arm and pinned him on the floor.