Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2007 09:47:30 -0800 (PST) From: underground Writer Subject: Pacific Coast University: A Song To The Sun: Prologue DISCLAIMER: If you are under the legal age of 18 (or 21, depending on local law) please discontinue reading. If you are offended by homosexual content and themes, please do not read further. I accept no responsibilities if the written text offends as you are reading it of free choice. This work remains solely my property and may not be reproduced without prior request. This is my own adaptation of a Japanese movie "Taiyou No Uta" and makes it into a gay-themed story.This is purely fictional work, any similarities between characters and events and any real situation are purely coincidental, unless otherwise noted. FEEDBACK: underground_writer@yahoo.com Prologue: After sunset is when Hunter's daily life begins. It all started in his room window. Looking around town, seeing as stores close and people end their day and retreat at their houses. And others go on with their night life. Night life. Thinking about it, Hunter is one of those who lived their lives by night. But he is different from them. When he started growing up he stopped going to school. His lifestyle is very opposite the norm, sleeping during the day and active at night. Musically talented, Hunter sang himself away every night after dark at the park square near the train station with a guitar in his hand. He then goes home just before sunrise. What Hunter doesn't know is that, one day, an incident will change his life drastically. Hunter returns home at 4:00 am, before sunrise. Outside his room window, he spots a guy riding his scooter with a surfboard and park at a bus stop a couple of blocks from Hunter?s home. The guy is quite good looking from what he can see. 'A beach hunk', he says in his mind smiling. He remembered that it was the same guy he saw a few days ago, just before the classes started in the nearby university. Looks like he is new in town for it is the first time Hunter saw him. The guy don?t have a surf board yet that time but saw one placed in the wall of a store just right next the bus stop. He looked fascinated to it. It seems that it was his first time seeing one, maybe. It becomes Hunter's routine to watch the guy and his friends come and go to the ocean every morning, before going to sleep. He does not know that their encounter has already been destined.