The Text from My Future Self
Language: en
After the SATs, my childhood sweetheart confessed his love to me. Just as I was about to say yes, I received a text from my 25-year-old self. [Don't say yes! He only wants to sleep with you; he doesn't want a relationship!] [Look at Liam. He's your future husband.] [His lock screen is you, the tattoo over his heart is you... even the hair tie on his wrist is the one you dropped!] I was stunned and turned to look at the school bully in the corner, whose eyes were red. He looked away awkwardly, "What are you looking at? It's not like he's confessing to me."