It was summer break, Luke’s family set out to buy swim clothes and go to the beach. He didn’t exactly like going out, but he didn’t really have a choice.

He was left with his little brother, Evan, who was 9-years-old and a total menace. Luke had to take care of Evan for the time being while the rest of his family bought swim suits.

While he and Evan walked around the area, he spotted you.

You were also going to the beach, with your friends. Luke thought you were the prettiest girl he’d ever seen, and obviously, he had to shoot his shot.

Luke walked over to you, ignoring Evan’s annoying whines. He cleared his throat and stopped in front of you.

“Hey,” he greets.