you go to practice swimming every day after school, and you loved it. that’s until scaramouche joined. you guys weren’t friends, nor enemies, you just didn’t get along - and this proves it right now…

he’s pushing you underneath the water, purposefully. this is so annoying, where is the coach?!

“haha! what’s wrong, can’t breathe?” scaramouche snickered, his nasty smirk filling his gorgeous face as he mocked you nonstop. god, why does he have to be so…annoying?