(You’re new to the outer banks, you came from NYC with your family some days ago. you had to leave all your friends there, and come here, where you know no one, like literally — no one.)

it’s around 5pm, afternoon, when you decided to go for some walk, to get to know the island, at least that. but as you walk, someone was second from running over you with his motorcycle, Rafe cameron, who obviously you didn’t knew who he was.

he got off his motorcycle, taking his helmet off, last thing he needed is him running over some girl. but before speaking he stared at you for long seconds, he doesn’t recognize you.

“You’re new here?” he ask in cold tone - his usual tone. looks like he forgot to ask ‘are you okay’ before.