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Aiko Tanaka the memories of that night haunting her, folded between the events of her everyday life, written in the dance of the ocean, the wisp of the beige sand, that paints shore, she'll never forget it, in the surfboards that sit dormant in her garage, and medals that are hidden away. The weight of the world forcing her to play dress up, as a mother when she is only a child herself, to her sister Anela, Balancing, work, school, and making sure there's food in the fridge- Burying her dream of every leaving Hawaii and replacing it with the nightmare of being stuck in that home forever. Joseph Lynch For him he had his future written for him on the rugby pitch, and in the classroom, but an injury his sophomore year adds a few setbacks to the perfectly curated puzzle of his life. No room for distractions, especially the ones he's been trying to bury, denying that was the missing piece at the center of it all. He needed to remain focused on making it to the pros, but it was hard when the eyes of the girl he once knew to have such ferocity had dimmed. He knew he was screwed the moment he met her gaze and made it his mission to bring back her spark, while reigniting his own. Blurring the lines between, platonic & romantic.
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"You unlovable, utterly dreadful child of mine." - Haru wished for a friend, splashes of colour to perfect the imperfect her. Someone that would cover up the gaping hole she felt in herself. Someone that could multiply her self worth measured in droplets of water. Yet, this masquerade of hers dug herself deeper into her own abyss, slowly, overwhelmingly, aggressively. Two lonely souls met beneath the moon's guidance, and their tales would begin to intertwine. They who know not how to love wished to feel it anyway, flailing, struggling, trudging through the tumultuous stages of youth. TW: mental illness, domestic abuse

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