\\{Chapter 2.5: Waves}//

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Aonung's POV:

A crowd had gathered near the shore. Blue skinned Na'vis, I was least interested but my eyes danced around this boy he may be the older son of Toruk Makto.

My father had assigned me and Tsireya to teach them our ways but they're too slow and good for nothing.

"We can't understand this finger talk"
Neteyam, the pretty boy's name was Neteyam.

"Back.off."

The only thing that I mind right now is him humiliating me. I'll make Lo'ak pay.

Forest boy what does this idiot think of me. That I'm some stupid pushover. I will make him suffer.

I met Neteyam by the shore after some time went by, I became guilty of my actions Neteyam would be devastated if anything were to happen to Lo'ak he would kill me.

After Lo'ak returned safely I wanted to apologise to Neteyam.

We were having a talk in the forest but I had this weird feeling more like I couldn't breath.

I feel dizzy whenever I'm near him.

We stared into each other's eyes.
My heart, it's beating too fast.

He was about to leave but I grabbed his hand unconsciously. I picked a flower and swept his braid behind his ear and tugged it.

"You look-"

Beautiful.

"It suits you".

[This is a short chapter summarising Aonung's pov. ]

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