Maybe I had planned all of this from the moment I woke up and realized I had returned to the past. Every move I made in front of everyone was calculated and planned, but I don't think I fully prepared my heart for the pain I would feel once everything came to light. I kept on crying while finding my way out of the building. With so many things running through my mind right now, it feels like I came to the day I had an accident while driving and crying, but now I was running aimlessly with no direction while tears flowed endlessly, accompanied by various emotions.
"Come here." Along with those words was the wrapping of a coat around my shoulders, and I was led in a direction I didn't know where it was leading.
A car stopped in front of us, and the person beside me opened its door and guid
