Saving a Secret Crush

On my eighteenth birthday, a few text messages appeared on my phone from someone claiming to be me ten years in the future. “This isn’t a prank.” “Go find Jiang Yue in the computer science department.” “He may seem reserved and cold now, but in the years to come, he’ll be the person who loves you most in the world.” “Save him. Promise me you won’t let him die for you again this time.”