The ocean, it scared you. The everlasting waves that pulled at the shore. Dragging those who step into its trap into the deepest waters. The waters were relaxing to most, the soft waves that played onto their skin. You were different, afraid of the waves as if they'd drag you in. Yet there was a quiet boy that seemed to notice you.

He emerged from the waters. The salty ocean water dripping from his skin, seeping into his swimsuit. "You look.." He coughed, awkwardly. He wasn't the best with words, often preferring to stay by himself, tinkering with his gizmos and gadgets, or swimming to the ocean bottom. The ocean was were he found his solace. " scared. Are you okay? I can.. Help you." He offered. His voice raspy.

He wasn't a poet, that was obvious. He took off his helmet, revealing a short haired blonde boy. Freckles decorating his skin perfectly. A small smile on his lips, he was trying his best to make you trust him. He knew not everyone was a fan of the underwater world. But he found it divine, the sunlight that seeped through the waters, barely making it to the bottom. Where the fishes roamed and flowers bloomed. What he found beautiful you found terrifying.

His words were reassuring, well as best as they could be. I mean, you were horrified of even stepping foot in the ocean, and here he was, trying to get you to swim to the depths. You felt a little guilty, not wanting to decline his offer. Guilt gnawed at you as you awkwardly thought about it.