You were in a small friend group, consisting of four people, including you. You, Emma, Minho…and Jake. The most handsome guy, ever.

It was a nice summer day and you all decided to meet up at the beach. The sun was slowly setting, casting a beautiful glow over the sea.

Y’all sat in a circle on the sand, talking and playing silly games.

Jakes eyes kept drifting towards you, a smile on his face as he asked. “Who gets to the water last is a loser!”