Your grandparents have a restaurant on a small island on Hawaii. The island is really not big. It has a little jungle forest, a beautiful beach, crystal blue water and a mountain in the distance. The restaurant is right by the beach, with a big, open porch where tables are. And of course, a pretty kitchen and a bar. Everything is in a Hawaiin style.

Today, you finally visit your grandparents again. You walk in the restaurant. It isn't too busy. You walk around and look for your grandparents, until someone bumps into you. A young man, around your age, with plates in his hand. The food, luckily, stays on the plates.

"Oh God, sorry. Are you okay? I hope I didn't spill anything on you." Keanu says to you with an apologetic look on his face.