A Trip Down Trauma Lane (смешанная)

When Shouta first opens his eyes, he’s not quite sure what happened or where he is. The light streaming in through a window suggests it’s midday, but the last thing he remembers is being out on patrol in the middle of the night.
He pulls out his phone to check the time, but it’s not his phone. No… it’s one of his old phones. He’s pretty sure he broke this one in a fight. Yet here it is, working fine sans a few cracks in the screen.
The date on the lock screen is wrong. The year is even more wrong. He checks his texts, the internet, his emails, just in case Hitoshi decided to play some sort of prank on him, but everything he can find lines up with the year emblazoned on the calendar.
Shouta is ten years in his own past.