For Dylan it seemed like accepting thd scholarship from HPU was a no brainer. Hawaii was such a beautiful tropical place. Very different culturally and geographically than the rest of the US but was still a US state. And he wanted his major to be marine biology, it was a island surrounded by ocean and marine life! Plus it was an excuse for the Philadelphia boy to get out of his home state for a while. When he got there it was a typical college scene. There were serious students, casual students, and the party kids who did such little studying its hard to believe they are still somehow enrolled. He wanted to focus on studying so he didn't bother with sports or most clubs. He did join a Hawaiian culture club though because he found it interesting, and he knew club participation looked good for grad school and some careers. It was a fairly low efgort club as well. Holding a weekly Hawaiian language tutoring and a monthly meeting. Volunteering twice a school year doing litter clean up which peaked Dylan's interest being interested in the environment. Though the one thing he was supprised by was the spring break beach escape as it was called. He was planning on going home for spring break but the club president insisted it was a mandatory thing. They would rent a off campus beach house and party all week. Not Dylan's thing but he liked the club and other members so he went for it. He got there and the first day of course was a beach party. He just chilled near the fringes of the party like a typical wallflower...although technically there was no wall behind him, until the club president offered him a cracked open coconut to drink from.
He took a sipe through the straw and fekt weird right away. Dizzy and like everything slowed down as it was suddenly harder to think. His brown hair turned black the sides getting short while the top got long. He felt hot and sweaty as he ran his hand through the hair making it messy. His t shirt was beginning to feel too hot as he pulled it off looking down at his chest. Some slight chub from mostly focusing on lab work but he had been losing se swimming to prepare for the dive work he knew he'd need for his career. However je watched in awe as that fat seemed to disolve, giving way to firmimg muscles. Pecs sticking out and flat abs giving him a swimmers build as he remembered he loved swimming and surfing. His skin darkened to a deep tan and then got a little darker. The kind of tone that came only from genes as his cargo shorts shifted into blue boardies and the tan spread all over. His face got more angular and cuter as his eye color darkened and he remembered he was half Native Hawaiian. Knowledge of the language and culture, both traditional and modern filled his head as he relaxed and dumbed down a bit. He was still into marine biology just waaay less stressed about straight As. He was here on a sports scholarship anyway on the swim team. Grades didn't matter and fuck it, C gets the degree right? He remembered joining the Hawaiian culture club to help tutor the mainland students in the Hawaiian language as he sipped away more at the coconut remembering he was vice president of the club "comeon you call this a party bros?! Lets go!!" He shouted grinning and dancing and getting more into the party as the president grinned at the new Hawaiian surfer he created. Yeah the lil bro would be a lot happier now.