Class of Fifteen Fates

𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓽𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓾𝓼... ⏰⏳ (caleb x max a.) *RARE-PAIR!!*

          written from max pov!!!
          time traveler au

         day one.
         the sound of stillness echoed throughout the room. coffee, what a bitter thing it is.
         shifting through dimensions,
no time to pause

hawk tuah, the one who bends the sky,

i remember i used to mock you, ah?

but then i walked through ya,

and then... ever since then...

every day became day one.
         

i saw you in the grassy meadow

but maybe it was just another fleeting fantasy

i was on a pirate boat with you

flowing through a fanta sea

CRASH.

"oh, hey there." a boy with wings and gritty teeth with flat greasy, oiled, hair glued to his scalp welcomed me as his newcomer for the 200th time.

him.
him.
him.

i don't want to forget him.
i don't want the cycle to repeat.

"are you... good?" he plastered his face almost directly into mines, trying to figure out if i had a terrible migraine that day or not.

"look, it might not sound like a lot to you but.... i need to tell you something." i sighed and heaved with a heavy heart.

i know he'll think im all disheveled and crazy for just being straightforward with him even though he doesn't remember me, but it's okay. i just need to run away with him before time runs out.

time.

what a silly little thing an hourglass deprived of life controls.

not enough time.

"uh, well okay stranger. go ahead then." his wings shedded some feathers as he spoke, indicating signs of fear.

"okay look. so im a time-traveler and i don't know why but i keep meeting you everyday, and it's been happening for 200 days straight. everyday resets, so does your memory. im the one here still rotting, trying to find a way to escape the cycle. but.. I still want to cling on to you caleb, so please...." i pleaded with desperation, and clung onto his arm.

he looked nervous and had no idea what to do in that situation, and just let out an awkward chuckle.

"i-im sorry.. what?" the words slipped out of his mouth.

i sighed.

"just come with me. i think i figured out a solution to the probably-never-ending-paradox."

i dragged him by his arms, and then he piggy-backed me and we rode onto his wings. the pegasus smiled gleefully, not comprehending a single word i said earlier and just was free-spirited when soaring through the air.

"that's my town, fartingsrail," he smiled.

"haha, i know caleb.. i know.. thats the 145th time ive been here now... haha.." i murmured ever so softly.

once we reached the shed i had intended to lead us to, i wanted to tell him the whole story and our memories before we escaped and ran away together.

i pulled out something from my kanye west backpack, and it was a binder.

he gasped, and perspiration formed and cupped his totally not greasy oily and fungal acne filled face.

"O////O" he said.

he skimmed through the photo album in my binder, and saw us kissing on day 120.

he gently brushed his DIRTY INFLAMED SEBUM, DEBRIS FILLED FINGERNAIL onto my chin.. he grazed it so softly, i could almost experience day 30, when i had a sleepover with him.

i began to read starting from day one...

....

"wake up sleepyhead!!" an angelic voice called out to me.

my eyes