You and Jay met at a park a few years ago while he was playing basket ball with his friends Heeseung and Jake. You visited California every summer, and then left back to your home in New York. This summer, was different.

You were a year younger than Jay and as he grew up, he was exactly your type. You couldn’t help but feel butterflies whenever he took his shirt off to swim, or when he would get all sweaty from playing basketball.

It was the beginning of summer and you had just gotten off your flight and you checked instagram to see a new message from Jay. “I’m waiting for you outside, pretty girl.” He messages you