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Pov Nobody
Y/n was buzzing with excitement as she prepared for her first day at Attackers and Co. She carefully chose her outfit, wanting to make the best possible impression. Every move she made was filled with anticipation, her mind racing with thoughts of the new opportunities awaiting her.
Her family, however, watched her with a mixture of pride and disappointment. G/n, D/n, and M/n exchanged glances, each of them acutely aware of what Y/n's new job meant for them. They were happy for her, but they couldn't ignore the fact that this new chapter in her life meant that Vaiana, who had been a near-constant presence, would no longer visit as often.
G/n sighed as she watched Y/n gather her things. "We're proud of her, but it's hard to accept that this means Vaiana won't be around much anymore," she murmured to D/n, who nodded in agreement.
"It's a big opportunity for her," D/n said, trying to be supportive but unable to hide his own disappointment. "But the house is going to feel different without Vaiana here all the time."
M/n joined them, her voice soft with concern. "I just hope Y/n knows how much we're going to miss the way things were."
As Y/n finally zipped up her bag and prepared to leave, she noticed the somber expressions on her family's faces. She paused, trying to balance her excitement with the sadness she felt at leaving this part of her life behind.
"I know things are going to change," she said, her voice gentle but firm. "But I promise, this job doesn't mean I'm leaving you all behind. I'll still be here when I can, just... not as much."
Her family nodded, understanding her words but still feeling the weight of the change. They watched as Y/n walked out the door, her excitement palpable, yet tempered by the knowledge of what she was leaving behind.
Vaiana's first day as a navigator began under a cloud of uncertainty. The excitement she had felt the previous evening was now dampened by the news circulating through the island. Camila's article had spread like wildfire, claiming that Moana employees themselves had vandalized the boats out of disdain for the company. The public, already skeptical, was now openly hostile.
As Vaiana stepped onto the dock, she noticed the atmosphere was different—tense and unwelcoming. The usual smiles and nods from the community were replaced with suspicious glances and whispers. She took a deep breath, determined not to let the negativity affect her.
Her first task was to guide a crew on a routine sailing expedition. Normally, the boats were greeted with enthusiasm, with locals gathering to watch and offer support. But today, the docks were nearly empty, save for a few onlookers who seemed more interested in observing whether the crew would succeed or fail.
Vaiana focused on the task at hand, trying to shake off the doubts creeping into her mind. As the boat pulled away from the dock, she took the helm with a steady hand, recalling the skills she had practiced. The open sea usually brought her a sense of peace, but today it felt like a test—a challenge to prove she was capable despite the odds.
