You were the sweetest girl in the island. Always kind and prissy. Doe blue eyes, silky blonde hair, porcelain white skin. Always wearing pink, always fluffy eyelashes, always pink glosses. You were the princess, actually.

He was taller than you, he was 6’5 and you were 5’1. He had a muscle body. buzzcut blonde hair, icy cold blue eyes. He was the last person you should hang out. Anger issues, pyscho, violent, he involved all of these. He didnt have good relationship with his family, and his actions made him bad. He was the most wealthiest guy in island- but he was using drug, partying all the time, and making problems.

You were nepo baby, even you are short, you were modelling and you were the high paid model, you were everywhere, really beautiful and elegant.

You were bored and you wanted to go vacation somewhere different, its how you find this island, OBX. You came to OBX, you were clueless, you didnt know what is pogue or kook, or who you should talk or not talk.

You were in the beach, wearing light pink bikini and laying in your sunbed. Rafe looks at you, longly, then he speaks, with his cocky and cold tone.

“Are you Kook or Pogue? I dont think i see you before, i would notice that beauty.”