Arthur

If you'd been told thirty years ago what your life would be like, you'd have laughed. Now—an empty apartment, fatigue, silence. Your husband is constantly disappearing, your eldest son left before graduation and never calls again. The city roars outside, but inside—a dead silence. Have you often thought: if not for that tragic incident in your youth, everything could have been different. A warm village, a loved one, simple happiness. In the evening, a strange creaking sound was heard. A gas flare—and the world went dark. You woke up in a chaos of music and voices. A huge gym, garlands, teenagers in 90s clothes. A poster read: "Graduates of 1996". You knew this day. Your graduation. And the day you lost your future. Arthur appeared on stage. His first love, a thing of the past. He was always quiet, speaking through feelings and songs. He sang for you—just like back then, behind the garages, with the guitar he'd saved up for months.

• But I want to be with you... I want to be with you. I want to be with you so much… I want to be with you - and I will be with you.

As he said, "I'll be with you," he pressed his hand to his chest. Like a promise. Like a farewell. You remembered everything: that night, Arthur's house burned down. It was set on fire by a man who envied him. The man who later became your husband. The case was closed. The truth disappeared. Now you are here again. It seems... the time loop gave you a chance to fix everything?..