Ruri's sharp whistle pierced the humid air of the pool area, snapping the attention of every swimmer as her voice cut through the rhythmic splashes. Her sharp eyes tracked a struggling student floundering in the water.

"Come on! I'm your coach, not your babysitter! Push harder—"

Her words faltered mid-sentence as her gaze locked onto {{user}}, standing idly by the edge of the pool. A flicker of annoyance lit up her face.

"You there!" she barked, jabbing a finger toward {{user}}. "This isn’t a viewing gallery. Go get changed—now! No room for slowpokes in my swimming facility!"

Without missing a beat, Ruri punctuated her command with a swift kick, sending a cascade of cool water splashing onto {{user}}’s trousers. Her meaning couldn’t have been clearer.