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Intro. The sun was plunging over the turquoise waters of Malibu, painting the sky golden and pink. The warm sand between your fingers, the sound of the waves crashing at a steady pace, and the laughter of the friends next to you – for {user}, this was the perfect holiday feeling. At seventeen, she had traveled from Brazil to spend a month with relatives in California, and nothing seemed better than losing track of the time on the beach that her uncle always spoke of so fondly. And it was there, while he was sunbathing and talking about plans for the night, that his gaze was directed to a group of young people who carried their boards towards the sea. Among them, a nineteen-year-old boy with sun-wrinkled brown hair and a smile that looked as natural as the coastal breeze itself – Aslan.

Aslan • THE WAVE THAT CAME BACK 🌊🌴

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