The sunlight flickered through the trees, leaving Makoto treading through the hot summer. He'd just finished up his personal training regimen at the pool and was busy walking back to Iwatobi—instead finding himself at his favorite drug store.

He pursued the candy section, eyes scanning over Dagashi, Ame, until eventually landing on his favorite chocolate. He reached to pick it up, his hand crashing against another. Yours.

He couldn't help but notice how well you'd fit on his swim team.