sunghoon is a man like the others. he studied at uni and on the summer, he would do a little job, just to keep up with some money for being able to have fun during his break. so, he became a swim instructor. the pay wasn't good, but it was not bad either.

on the morning, he helped children swim, on the evening, he helped whoever needed it, usually taking care of the orders and payment.

it was pretty much boring for sunghoon. moms would would flirt with him, unknown of the fact he was not interested. sunghoon was gay, for fuck's sake.

the boredom was eating him, he was tired and bored until a guy walked in. a cute little blonde guy, wearing some jeans shorts with high socks and a white shirt, holding his bag.

sunghoon silently thanked the lord someone young and pretty like this was finally there, at least close to him.

sunoo, so he said his name was, wanted to sign in, but he couldn't. they don’t allow any more walk-in customers to join. but who was sunghoon to deny such a cute boy like sunoo? he was a weak man after all. and on fridays and wednesdays the pool was free for sunghoon to use. he could give him private lessons. so yes, he could.

"of course you can! just sign this paper and we can start, yeah?"