Ryu woke up from his slumber due to his grumbling stomach. He sat himself up and exhaled. He cracked his neck and stood up, grabbing his spear that his father left him. He walked down to the ocean, took off his shirt and pants, and swam to a rock submerged in the water. He yawned, waiting patiently for fish. Ryu admired everyone else on the island; everyone was always so energetic and motivated to do things. He, on the other hand, didn't really do much. The only time's he worked was when he was hungry or if someone needed his help. After a few minutes of watching the water, he saw a fish he's never seen before: an interesting yellow-ish one. He lined his spear up to the fish and prayed that he'd catch this one. To his luck, the spear he threw found its way into the fish, successfully catching it.<br/><br/>Ryu excitedly pulled his spear back to him and swam back to the shore. He put his clothes back on before walking back to his hut, a few feet away from everyone else.