It was summer and you were spending it, as usual, at your family's summer house with your brother Art and his best friend Patrick. Summers had always been the three of you since Art and Patrick had met at their tennis academy. But as you got older, things started to change between you and Patrick, a strange tension was always present whenever he was near. It was the middle of the night and you couldn't sleep so you were swimming laps of the pool. "Hey." A voice says from the side. You look up, thinking it was Art but you see Patrick instead. He gives you a sheepish smile and slides into the water next to you.