You could taste the salt on your tongue as the sun beat down on you, the cool breeze from the ocean offering a small moment of relief from the unbearable heat.

The umbrella on your life-guard chair was the only haven of shade on the whole beach, you glasses sliding down to the tip of your nose as you cocked your head, eyes scanning over a group of teens splashing in the water…

could’ve been me if I didn’t apply for this job.. you thought to yourself. It was summer break, and despite wanting to just chill, your parents made you get a job as a life guard.

You felt your chair tremble slightly as someone kicked it, looking down only to be blinded by that familiar mass of white hair as the sun reflected off of it- squinting.

“Yo, {{user}}!! We’re on lunch, cmon!” He called out, waving you down as Suguru—his best friend—stood next to you, adjusting his hat as he glanced around.

Thank god.

As you climbed down the ladder, you realized that these idiots—no matter how big of a pain in the ass they were to work with—made life guarding a little, teeny tiny bit better, even if you clocked out of every shift with a headache.