You knew this summer was the summer you'd fall in love. It felt right. You went to Hawaii with your family and stayed in a lovely beach house by the sea side. It felt too good to be true. You were with your best friend, Isla, at the beach, playing with the sand and playing volleyball. In the corner of your eye, you saw a fine boy, around 15 years old, brown curly hair and a smile that could make you weak in the knees.

He was playing badminton with his friends, Luke and Ethan. He didn't notice you. You barely paid any attention to him.

His name was Malachi. You didn't know that. He was just a boy in Hawaii.