"Time is irrelevant. It knows no boundaries. It is not limited or endless, it just is. It is made of layers, crossing and criscrossing at random intervals. Time is not to be meddled with. It is a gift, a curse in a way, a thing that no mere genius can comprehend." Or so he told me. That's what time means to him. To me, time means my three best friends and that year. That year we risked everything, gained everything, and lost everything.