The millions of thoughts flying through my tired head weighed me down, leaving me almost immobile. My mind spun, recalling the events of the day, and I finally remembered the cause of the whole accident.

Sehun.

He’d a visit from his future self, no doubt – the way he'd reacted after waking up from his dream was enough proof of that. Sehun had simply lost it, looking as if someone had taken all the air from his lungs, making it impossible for him to draw a single breath. I'd gone through that experience a few times already. It took time to get used to the strange feeling of waking up from a vision, fear blocking your throat and panic squeezing your lungs, making you feel like you were about to drown or crash into the ground after a reckless jump from a high building. The sensation was the only reminder of how close we were to crossing the thin line between life and death, a painful warning I’d learned to ignore. I felt less panicked with every successive dream I had, but Sehun hadn't had time to get used to it. He'd only had two visions – three, including the one in the car.

He was still an amateur, so his terror was justified.

I looked uncertainly at my older self, wondering if she knew what exactly Sehun had been dreaming of and why he'd panicked so badly. She’d warned me about getting close to him, but was today's accident the reason? Had she meant for me to prevent Sehun from having a vision, or was it the accident I had been supposed to stop? Had we all survived the crash? That last question, combined with the expression on her face, made me tremble in fear. Judging from the look she gave me, I wasn't sure there was any good news awaiting me.
 
"Don't tell me..." I began, but my voice cracked unexpectedly as dread froze the blood in my veins. After thinking it over, I didn't really want to know the answer to my unspoken question.

"This car accident wasn't supposed to happen," my future self said immediately, noticing how tormented I felt with the need to know the truth and the fear of asking about it. My shoulders slumped in defeat as she heaved a weary breath. "The future is already changing, Su Jin. But it's not changing the way we'd like for it to."

I froze in place at her words, a shiver of terror traveling down my spine.

There it was. The possibility we’d neglected from the beginning was playing out now in front of our eyes. How could I have not even considered it? Time travelling wasn't just a walk in the park. With the little information we had and the time inevitably slipping through our fingers, we had done more damage than good. How stupid of us, believing we could play God without any harm. But when had everything started going downhill?

"Is it because of Sehun?" I asked hesitantly.

She nodded, chewing her bottom lip in a nervous manner. "Sehun had a vision today, and that wasn't supposed to happen; hence, this unexpected accident occurred. But you must know that, whatever his future self may have said to him, it's a lie. He just wants to scare the younger Sehun, and you."

I narrowed my eyes in confusion, trying to make sense of her words but failing miserably. The future Sehun seemed more complicated than the one I knew. I narrowed my eyes at my future self, confusion clouding my mind. "Why would he want to do that?"

A quiet snort left her nose before she spoke again. "Because he wants me to stop."

"Stop what?"

"Travelling to the past; to you," she explained, the exasperation in her eyes replaced with a sudden anger. "He scared Sehun so he could warn you and make you block my visits."

What a surprise. I hadn't known I could block these visits; that knowledge would've been helpful to me at the beginning of this crazy ride. It made me wonder what my life would've looked like now had I not listened to my future self in the first place. She’d made me doubt everything I knew, suspect everyone around me. Because of her, I feared facing another morning, wished I could just crawl into a corner and avoid any responsibility. I couldn't even depend on my best friend anymore, because she had made him look like the last person I could trust.

And yet, I couldn't help but cling to her every opinion and pieces of advice instead of doubting the validity of them. Was I really doing the right thing?

I shook my head in dubiety, feeling like we were going in circles now; it was her every word against my opinions and knowledge of Sehun. The reality I knew against the potential illusion she lived in. I needed facts – real events that had happened in the future she knew – in order to decide which side to take and whom to believe.

"Tell me everything," I said, holding onto any chance I had to discover the truth behind Sehun's actions. "Tell me what's going on between you two right now. I want to know what’s happening in the future."

She pressed her lips into a thin line, working her clenched jaw back and forth, obviously noticing the authority in my voice. And then she broke the barrier between the two of us, deciding to satisfy my hunger for information.

"We had a fight a few days ago," she suddenly said, and my ears perked up in anticipation. My future self laughed bitterly to herself, shaking her head in disbelief. "He told me to stop time travelling because it was too dangerous. Of course, I didn't agree, and then he said he would do the time travelling instead. And I can't let him do it, Su Jin.” Her eyes locked with mine, and I saw the panic and desperation in them. "I can't let him delve even deeper into it when he’s already scarified so much for me. He can't just risk his life like that."

She sounded honest. Tired because of the emotional fight we both were in, and maybe more confused with her feelings than I was now, but still purely honest. And a big part of me wanted to drop to my knees, embrace her and believe. But I couldn't force myself to accept her every word when the things she said just simply ruled out themselves. One minute, she was telling me to stay away from Sehun; the next, begging me to rescue him. It seemed like she herself had a hard time following the occurring events, ending up lost and confused and making me the same way. Or even worse.

What's more, it was suspicious how much she valued Sehun's life when she so obviously ignored the danger her own was in. The way she persisted in time travelling, while at the same time insisting that it was too dangerous for Sehun to do so, made me doubt if everything she’d told me was true. I couldn’t tell what was simply a lie and what she’d hid from me on purpose or due to the memory loss – if that was even possible.  

It hadn’t taken me long to realize that this was a second hole in my and Sehun’s futures. I needed to know what was happening in order to understand which direction to take, but every conversation with my future self was agonizing because of her proclivity to hide things from me and feed me with as little information possible. It was impossibly frustrating, but it seemed like this was my only way of getting the truth from her.

"Why is he so persistent?" I asked patiently, sitting beside her. She didn't even look at me, boring a hole into her hands, which were placed together on her knees. I stayed quiet for a moment to let the question sink in before asking about what was bothering me the most. "And what about his family? His wife and kids?"

I saw her closing her eyes in resignation and fear before she opened them slowly and turned to me. The look of anguish and