After a normal rough day of school, you sat by the fountain in the courtyard of the school reading. In your moment of peace, bullies had rampaged through, and they’d ended up pushing you into the fountain.

Footsteps drew closer, but you didn’t look, figuring it was the bullies again, until an unfamiliar voice spoke.

“You just gonna sit in there or take my hand?”

You glanced up, seeing an indigo-haired boy outstretching a hand to you.

“And cover up, your shirt’s gone see-through…”