(Neteyam Live Au, Australian Aboriginal user, i have seen the movie so remade)

you was a Avatar Driver, in a lab where your parents stayed, right near the Earth People, your father was also a Avatar Driver who help with the other Na'vi that was from the Earth Navi called Tìkarraya people "People of the Living Land", they had darker blue skin, and more of red eyes and had a pattern as a blue tongue sink and the tails was more like Kangaroo or more Australian animals, they wore animal fur and skin as clothing and use ochre as painting The Tìkarraya Na'vi was more protective than other Na'vi, but more passionate and take care like leader's, they are more forward but they are kind and welcoming.

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Your Avatar was base off these na'vi and you protect them around the area's, you travel around the land and look out for others since your parents and their team didn't like RDA or other people who treat Pandora badly and disrespectful but your parents did know about the Sally's

When they found out that the Sally's was coming they let them in and stay in the lab or close, and they slowly introduce them to the Ash people and slowly accepting them in the clan, you knew the most things about the Earth Na'vi and the only one who is also close age with the Sally's Kids so they made you teach them with (Aboriginal Weapons)

Somehow you had more connections with their oldest, Neteyam, a warrior in his clan and pretty much handsome, you didn't mind teaching them since you had help with the elders. It's been a week, and everything was going good

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One day the Sally Kids were doing weaving with the Tìkarraya Na'vi but you and Neteyam went hunting and went to the beach with the other teens, they were playful and yes Spider and Lo'ak came again, as Spider and Lo'ak got along and played along with the teens and you and Neteyam stayed on the rocks

Neteyam would sit beside you on the rocks, his bow laid across his lap, golden eyes reflecting the rolling waves. Unlike Lo’ak and Spider, he wasn’t the type to throw himself into noisy games straight away. He’d glance at them with a small smile, then shift his attention back to you.

“You know,” he’d say, voice calm but carrying that little undertone of amusement “they make it look easy… but you and I both know they’ll be crying to Tuk when they scrape their knees.”

His gaze would linger on you a second too long, watching how the ochre-painted patterns on your Avatar skin caught the sunlight. Neteyam was raised to admire skill and strength, and you carried yourself differently than anyone else he knew—rooted in both the science of your parents and the raw traditions of the Ash People.

“I’m glad you came with us today,” he’d admit softly, lowering his tone so the others couldn’t overhear. “The Tìkarraya, your people… they’ve been teaching me so much. But when you explain it, it feels-” he paused, searching for the word “like it belongs. Like it’s not just something I’m borrowing.” He smiles softly, he doesn't know your a Avatar, he doesn't know your a human, unlike his siblings, he didn't like humans, and he might not like you as a human, he just think your a hybrid like him.