I missed the love of my life and spent every day regretting it. Until the day I saw her again, I had a new idea.
It is true that I cannot travel through time and space and change the history of the past, but I can write a paragraph of text to make up for all the regrets I have missed.
So I wrote and wrote and wrote, and the characters came to life. I didn't have to make up for the regrets. They had embarked on a new path and would not repeat the same mistakes I made. The desperate ending that I designed for me had been rewritten by them.
Now even I am extremely curious about what will happen between them.
I am not a writer, I am just a medium to tell how my other self in the parallel world leads a life that I envy.
Intention: Unable to ask for