After years had passed since he disappeared from your life, the thought of him never ceased from your mind. Everyday, you clung desperately onto the memories of him; the conversations you had, the arguments you had, and even just the peaceful times when you watched him swim for hours upon end. Those by far were your favorite memories.

Even at the young age you were at when all those memories were taking place, you knew how strong your feelings were for the aspiring national swimmer, Rin Matsuoka. He moved from Japan all the way to where you were in Australia just to further his skills in swimming. To make his lifelong dream come true.

You and your family lived in the house next to one where Rin was staying at allowing the two of you to hang out during the rare times when he wasn't practicing. The mere thought of him feeling miserable worried you, you wanted nothing more than to see him happy. To see the old Rin that you only knew through stories and pictures. After all of your attempts of making him happy, it finally seemed to work. He smiled and laughed much more around you; he genuinely seemed happy. You were even happier just to be even closer to him.

At that point, you couldn't deny the strong feelings you grew to have for that boy, you felt as if he was the missing part of you. Before you ever got the nerve to act on your feelings, he announced that he was moving back to Japan and leaving Australia. Leaving you. You kept your mouth shut after that news, knowing that even in the off chance that he reciprocated your feelings, he would still be moving back to Japan so you never told him of your true feelings for him, hoping to spare the heartbreak that was inevitable no matter what you did.

You thought that you would eventually move on from him, Rin Matsuoka becoming nothing more than a nice childhood memory. Yet you still found yourself thinking about him nearly on a daily basis. His memory refused to let you move on that easily.

You sat on one of the many park benches as all these thoughts flooded through your head, watching the various people walk around you, completely ignoring your existence. So many different people were crowded in that park; kids running by, adults cutting through to get back home from work, and then the tourists who stood around taking pictures of everything they could lay their eyes on. One specific guy caught your attention with his long, red hair and familiar face. He looked just like- no, it couldn't possibly be him. It was impossible, he was still back in Japan. But you weren't about to take the chance.

The thought of embarrassment if you were in fact wrong never crossed your mind as you ran up to the guy. Even though you knew not to get your hopes up, all you could think about was how happy you would be if it actually was the guy you loved so dearly. You grabbed the guy's arm, causing him to turn around with a look of shock mixed with anger written all over his face. He really did look so much like Rin.... You just had to be completely sure.

"Show me your teeth," you demanded, knowing it would be a sure way to tell if it really was him.

"Why the hell-"

"Please, just show me them," you pleaded, already losing whatever hope you had left that it was him. The guy sighed and smiled, showing off his sharp, shark-like teeth. With a gasp, you threw your arms around him and hugged him tight. "It really is you, Rin!"

"(Y-Y/N)...?" Rin asked, his voice filled with shock.

"Why are you back here? Will you be leaving again? And.... Why don't you write me anymore....?" you pulled away from him, only then remembering how long it had been since you last received a letter from him.

"I've been back here for a few days now just to visit and I'll be leaving first thing tomorrow morning. As for the letters.... Some things have been going on."

Your heart sank in your chest. He'd been back for a few days and during that whole time he never once tried finding you...? Before you could even touch upon the topic, he beat you to it.

"Look, can we talk about this somewhere else?" he asked, looking around the park. The place was still filled with people even though it would be dark soon. You didn't want to have your heartfelt reunion with Rin in a place this public so you nodded and grabbed his hand, leading him to you and Rin's old childhood spot on the beach.

During the walk there, neither of you said a word despite how badly you wanted to speak with him. The beach wasn't nearly as crowded as the park was at that time of night, but a few people were still around. Rin looked almost pained to be back on that beach where the two of you spent so much time together as children. As the two of you reached the giant rock where the two of you used to sit on, he hesitated to go near it. It was only after you climbed up and waved at him to get up as well was when he did so, his pained expression never fading.

"So.... Why didn't you ever try to find me?" you asked, slightly worried by the answer you would receive. Rin sighed, clearly not wanting to answer the question but knowing that he had to.

"It's been a few years since we last spoke and.... I just wanted you to move on. To completely forget about my existence," he replied, looking out at the ocean.

"B-but why?" you asked utterly shocked.

"Because I've been trying to erase all these memories from my head," he admitted with a sigh. "When I first came to Australia, it was meant for me to practice swimming, nothing more. I wasn't supposed to make any friends. When I moved back to Japan, I had to clear my head of everything to focus on my swimming and that included you. I couldn't worry about the guilt of leaving you, it was too much of a distraction."

You stared at him with wide eyes, doing your best to hold back the tears that so desperately wanted to fall. Your mind raced, thinking of any possible solution to this.

"But.... I'll be out of high school soon, I can move back to Japan with you," you told him, hoping it would solve everything.

"For what? I'll be off swimming even more than I used to, do you really think it'll be just like it was when we were kids?"

"I don't know, but-"

"It won't be. Don't waste your time with this, you need to move on."

"I can't just move on!" you shouted, finally letting your tears pour out. "There hasn't been one day where you haven't been on my mind-"

He slammed his fist down onto the rock, startling you. "Dammit, (Y/N). Just stop."

"I'm not going to stop, you know why? I've loved you since we were kids and after years of you being away from me and never speaking to me, you finally come back just to tell me all this-"

Before you could finish screaming at him, his hand cupped your face and pulled you closer to him, kissing you roughly. It only lasted a few seconds before he pulled away, his face looking even more pained than it was before. He hopped off the rock before you could snap out of your shock.

"If you can't do it for yourself, then move on for me," you heard him say angrily before walking away.

You sat there frozen as you watched him walk down the beach, eventually leaving your line of sight. You couldn't help but cry as you realized that he left you for a second time; this time being for good.