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[ BEFORE ! ]

Ten-year-old Finn Wolfhard's ajar irises pricked in pigments of caramel squinted as the sun glared upon his winter flesh. His hand whisked through the cerulean lake, scrawny legs dangling from the wooden dock.

His lips shape-shifted into a circle as he blew his raven fringe, sweeping it from his blocked view of the sun-kissed lake.

Pattered feet alerted him of company, swiftly craning his neck over his shoulder. Katherine Morrison stood over him, patches of auburn locks glued to her damp crystallized forehead as the sunshine wove into her porcelain features.

"Finn, I have about half an hour before I've gotta go," her velvet voice embedded in sadness reminded him, "please don't make anger the last memory I have of you."

His lean torso stretched upward as he gained balance back on the balls of his feet, craning his neck upward as he spoke to her monotonously. "I don't do good-byes, Kath."

"Do you think that this is my choice?" She cried, her beady eyes glazed in innocent yearning.

He shook his head, sliding his calloused palms through the slits of his navy jeans. "Kath, I can't say bye to my best-friend."

"Don't see it like you're saying good-bye; this isn't permanent."

"You're going to come back to Vancouver—all the way from California—expecting your parents to be okay with it?" He chortled without a trace of humour. "That's impossible."

"Finn, you're acting like there isn't something called technology where I can video-chat you or call you."

"You think that just seeing you through a stupid screen will make everything okay?" He spewed in agony.

Katherine laced her knuckles together—embedded in blotches of crimson from playing baseball with Finn the previous night before, and let her head fall to the wood where her feet stood upon, allowing the sharp sensation of tears swell in the pools of her mocha eyes.

Finn muttered an incoherent sentence before swallowing her in an embrace, tucking his chin upon her shoulder as she shook at the contact of his pearl torso engulfing her.

"I'm sorry, Kath," he sighed heavily, "it's really hard to see the only person on the earth that you can call your best-friend leave you."

She nodded her head, accidentally denting her askew nose as it skidded upon his rose encrusted cheeks. The children danced in swirls of bittersweet laughter as they locked eyes, slowly forgetting present time.

She sniffed, vermillion lips twitching into a hollow smile that pierced the raven-haired boy's heart stings.

"I love you, Finn," she exhaled deeply, tapping on his boney shoulder jokingly.

"You're my best-friend, Kathy Kath," he smiled, recalling the nickname she earned the day they met in kindergarten.

The two best-friends interlocked themselves in another hug, purring in soft cries as the sun began to sink further into the depths of abyss.

After a prolonged exchange of "bye's" and "I'll miss you's," the two kids went their separate ways, unaware of their distance one day decomposing the remainder of their everlasting friendship.

A/N
Hi, new Finn au.

This is the only part of the book that's written in third-person, the rest will be Finn's perspective.

I'm really bad at writing third-person so excuse this prologue. Chapter one will take place a few years after this!

Thank you to -hysteriaattheball for this cute plot. It's literally the most precious thing ever.

Enjoy - n.r