Across Time, We Met. [Michael Jackson Fanfic]

PROLOGUE

Everyone was obsessed with Michael Jackson. Diana wasn't.

She was twenty-four, sharp, always ahead of schedule. Her friends filled every group chat with his old interviews, his songs, the new biopic everyone was talking about. She'd nod along and scroll past. He was history. Someone else's icon. She just didn't feel it.

It was an ordinary Tuesday when everything changed. She'd left her books at school and needed her mom's car to make it back in time. She wasn't looking for anything — just car keys.

That's when she saw it, tucked behind a shoebox on the shelf: an old, worn album. Thriller.

Even you, Mom?

She almost put it back down.

Instead, her fingers found the vinyl before she could think twice — and the room went still in a way rooms aren't supposed to.

She never made it to school that night.

She wouldn't make it home for a long time after that.