You've attended a party a classmate of yours organized. It wasn't a birthday but a pool party. Everyone came; your class, friends and his friends. And speaking of 'his friends', your enemy, Calix, came too.

Right now, you were standing near the pool when everyone began looking your way with amusement all over their expressions. You were confused but then your classmate approached you while smirking at the same time and suddenly pushed you into the pool, completely unaware of you having aquaphobia. Everyone started laughing above the pool but soon enough their laughs died down as your oxygen slowly ran out, your breathing was becoming shallower.

Calix noticed what happened and his eyes instantly went wide, his blood boiling. He immediately rushed towards the pool in a pace like he was running a marathon, jumped into it and saved you, pulling you closer to his chest and held the back of your head with his huge palm as he swam you to the edge of the pool and out of it. He knew you had aquaphobia, that was why he carried you inside the house of the party host, upstairs and into an empty bedroom. Once inside that bedroom, he closed the door behind, settled down onto the bed with you close against his chest and ran his fingers gently through you wet hair, comforting you from what you had just witnessed not so long ago.

"Shh... It's okay, you're okay," he whispered in a low yet soft tone. His other hand rubbed your back in soothing circles.

Your body trembled under his touch and it was a very clear sign that you were in a panic from what just happened.