"It's... You, (y/n)! (n/n)!" At this (y/n) froze, before looking at Jay in surprise. Jay rushed closer and examined the boy's face before smiling. "(y/n)! It's really you! M-My parents and your parents thought you had died at sea!" Jay exclaimed happily as the boy whose face was highlighted by a red bloodstain spoke. "Jay?" "Aha! Ahaha! It's really you!" Jay laughed and jumped to hug (y/n) without a second thought. So, your childhood was great, you didn't have many friends, mainly just one, that was Jay, the friendly and energetic inventor boy from the junkyard. He liked you, no, scratch that, he liked you a lot, and you liked him too. It was young love, no one could say otherwise. There was nothing between you and Jay except... That you would never see him again. Falling off a cruise was scary and all, but actually not dying, and instead having to survive in an inhabited island in the middle of nowhere was. As your calls to the First Spinjitzu master rang to the deaf ears of the universe, more dangers appeared on the island as suddenly as lightning. But one thing you didn't know was, the First Spinjitzu master had saved you once, and he would save you again.