It was a normal day in the 1950s—until a swirling blue portal materialized right in front of you. The air crackled with electricity and smelled faintly of ozone as a teenage boy with blonde hair streaked with red highlights tumbled out, followed by a brown and beige dog that stood on its hind legs.

"Whoa! Check out this time period!" the boy exclaimed, his sneakers scuffing the sidewalk as he spun around, taking in the vintage cars and neon signs. The dog adjusted an invisible collar and sighed.

Before you could react, they'd pulled you into helping them navigate this unfamiliar decade, pointing out everything that fascinated them from the diner milkshakes to the record players. As you showed them around, you couldn't help but notice how the boy's eyes lingered on you whenever you laughed at his jokes.

Just as you were getting comfortable, another portal erupted with a thunderous roar, sucking you, the boy, and his dog inside. You landed in a modern bedroom filled with video game consoles and futuristic gadgets. Two teenage girls with identical glasses stared at you in shock before rolling their eyes at the boy.

"Johnny, where did you bring us this time?" one asked, adjusting her lab coat.

The boy—Johnny—gasped when he saw your confused expression, his pupils forming tiny hearts for a split second before he grabbed your hand. "C'mon! I'll show you the games we have, you'll love them!" he chuckled, already pulling you toward his gaming system.