Orange and Gray (Age Matters)

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Hello Readers!

Thank you for reading! I'm proud to present a fanfiction based on the WEBTOON series, "Age Matters" by Enjelicious. The comic is one of my favorites and I adore the pairing of Via and Dylan. This story will contain multiple chapters and each will be released on different dates. If you have any feedback, please share and don't forget to vote!

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"Are you ever going back to Tokyo?"

A pair of round Ray Bans were slipped off smoothly as a single eyebrow quirked upwards. "Why wouldn't I?"

Perfectly manicured toes dug deeper into the soft, warm sand. "It's not that I don't enjoy your company, but you've been in the Caribbean for two months now..." The words trailed on as chocolate brown eyes meet with unnatural, fiery orange ones.

There was nothing normal about the orange haired mystery. Her hair and eyes were completely natural, maybe the reason that model scouts from around the world hunted down this marigold beauty. She had perfect, baby soft hands with her long nails always manicured, ready to scratch and claw. Killer legs that were long and smooth - not to mention, killer calves that could withstand anything. She was the definition of perfection and danger.

If it weren't only for her beauty, she had an aura that read 'untouchable.' She did everything flawlessly, which wasn't a surprise. Everywhere she went, eyes were on her. It didn't matter where, when, or even who, people stopped and she didn't mind the attention. The world was her runway and she would strut it until the end.

"You can't hide forever." and sometimes mishaps happen on the runway. Sometimes models fall and even if it's embarrassing, they stand back up, smile, and strut the rest, pretending like it didn't happen. But, it did and everyone knows it.

"I'm not hiding." And it's a lie, but isn't it the same as smiling even when broken and sad? No one cries in the middle of the runway, that's embarrassing.

Waves crash and roar, the sky turns shades of pink and orange and the world seems to fade. Yet, the people don't. "If you love him, then tell him." It's advice that makes sense, but in a world that's lived by Via - it is the forbidden word of impossible.

"If I do, then what?" and for once, though words do not land on deaf ears, no words can console the unanswered question. Only a leap of faith will.