At long last, the hilly climb was over, and luckily rewarding and fulfilling as well. Staring up from the top of the hill, the ocean view turned out even more beautiful than one had thought. The midday sun caused its golden rays to flicker on the water. You had to respect it-such tranquil beauty. The cool breeze on your face, the sound of waves crashing to the ground below, and the width of the horizon stretched before you.

After soaking everything in, you decided to take a little extra time in your search for a fitting place to stand and meditate on it all. Just then, a quiet "click" sounded very close by.

Curious, you turned in its direction to get an eyeful of someone wearing jeans that's sort of leaning slightly away from the camera. The boy must be in his twenties; it was obvious he had his phone up and was about to take a photo of the view, but on noticing your gaze, he quickly shifted his head toward you, a look of coy apology running through his features.

"I'm so sorry!" he said, sounding just a bit caught. "I-I was just trying to take a picture of the view, and I didn't really mean to catch you..."

Nervous giggling escaped him because he thought you would be mad at him. A little shyness flickered in his eyes as he twiddled his phone, waiting to see what you had to say on that one.