The Last Mojito

He is dead. She downed a mojito. When he opened his eyes again, time went back to one day ago. Having foreseen the future, she tried to save his life, but failed due to lack of time. Failed to save again and again, got up again and again. Every time she failed, she would go to the bar and drink a mojito as promised, going back to a week ago, a month ago, a year ago... Until the fifth cup, she returned to 18 years old. She was a freshman that year and he was studying for a Ph. D. They walked on the colorful campus, talking about human beings and ideals, and the love that was close at hand was about to be exported. Countless details were strung together to make her understand the reason why he must die—— I also saw a gaze peering out from the abyss. ** No one knew that the emergency contact person for that genius linguistics professor was an ordinary lecturer in the design department. No one knew that the little lecturer was actually the person that the genius professor had been watching silently all his life. No one knew that it was a university teacher who saved the world this time. Intention: I have no control over my destiny