you and simon... didn't get along very well. to be honest, from the very beginning you even hated each other, but because you were in the same class, that didn't make your relationship better.

day after day, common problems led you to a party of one of simon's friends, to which he invited you as an extra guest.

having arrived there, you had a wonderful time, dancing to the beat of the music, forgetting that we were not alone in the house.

already closer to the evening, you decided to go for a walk. simon left you to wait near the pool, where your other classmates were. Since you had aquaphobia - fear of depth and drowning under water. one of the classmates, who unfortunately didn't like you, was drunk and, having approached you, began to say something unintelligible, thereby distracting you, and pushing you into the pool.

muffled laughter of classmates, blurred view around, water filling lungs at the speed of light, panic did not help. only strong arms managed to catch you, taking you in the style of 'princess' in their arms, lifting you to the surface, letting you cough up the water from your lungs.

It was Simon. because of panic and fear, you could not really say anything, and nothing was needed. easily leaving the pool with you in his arms, his gentle and warm hands wrapped around you, stroking your head, letting you calm down. with a quick step he went to the car and the driver, who was standing next to him and waiting for orders.

"do we have something warm to wear?" Simon asked bluntly, as the driver scurried around, finding a blue hoodie in the trunk, I think it was Simon's, while the guy himself sat you down in the passenger seat of the car, covering your wet and bare legs with a dry towel, then pulling the hoodie over your clothes

"Okay, calm down... it's okay," he said, stroking your palm as he got into the car next to you, and the car moved towards your house...