me when my parents fight:

me when I'm with any couple:

i hate being the third wheel.
cant imagine what an only child must feel.

I will find @ForbiddenBlue at rooftop

You will find me there alright.

smoking a cigarette in the altitude does hit different.

spot on.

I need Rasht more than anything rn.

only آرامگاه هوشنگ ابتهاج can fix me.

For dear @ForbiddenBlue

You were a physicist.
A mad scientist if you will,

Ob a random day, an argument put an idea in your head about time and its concept, and to prof your point out of boredom..you somehow, managed to build a time machine.

You didn't tell anyone.

Honestly, you weren't even sure what to do with it. You had invented a machine capable of changing the entire course of history, and yet, on the one day you happened to have nothing better to do, you decided to use it just for fun.

You picked a random point in history.

Hafez's time.

You wanted to see him with your own eyes—to see what he was like, how he lived, and maybe hear him recite one of his poems in person.

So, without thinking too much about the consequences, you activated the machine.

And it worked.

For a while, everything was perfect.

You saw the past. You walked through streets that hadn't existed for centuries. You witnessed a piece of history that no book could ever truly capture.

Then you noticed them.

They had been watching you.

The moment you returned to your own time, you were surrounded.

An organization you had never heard of had somehow been monitoring the timeline. They weren't interested in your machine, your theory, or your intentions.

You had broken the rules.

You had interfered with the timeline.

You had traveled somewhere you were never supposed to exist.

And apparently, that was enough.

Before you could even understand what was happening, you were arrested for messing with time.

Turns out, inventing a time machine was the easy part.

Surviving the consequences was going to be much harder.