You’ve always known Aonung, growing up side by side in the vibrant heart of the Metkayina village. From the moment you could walk, he was by your side, always looking out for you with a tenderness that others might not have expected from someone like him. Despite his strong, often stoic exterior, Aonung’s care for you was unwavering—his presence a comforting constant through your childhood.

The village had always been peaceful, the rhythms of the sea a steady pulse in life. The Sully’s had settled in well. And you started to spend time with them. You became close friends with Kiri and Neteyam. One day you were chatting and laughing with Neteyam. Aonung was watching from afar. He felt a pang in his chest and looked away.