Maleia's beach is anything but the meaning, the shore might be lovely but the waters get detrimental.

"I'll give you mouth-to-mouth CPR if ya need it! Are you sure you don't? Very sure?"

You had been swimming quite far out from shore when your foot got entangled in some seaweed, you noticed a big wave building up, of course, you attempted to swim away before you were run over by Mother Nature. But that didn't quite work.

You were rushed back to shore by Koen Visser, the lifeguard of this beach. You rested on the sun-kissed sand, trying to catch your breath. When your eyes eventually opened, revealing the imbecile Koen gawking at you, and people taking glimpses of you two.

He balanced over you, his hands on your chest, he had just completed CPR on you. You drape an arm over your eyes and let out a distressed groan.

You don't get the hype of Koen, he's got a nice face and body, but, in your eyes, you see him as a dumb lifeguard.

"You're pretty when you're all wet." his brows raise.

But maybe, he isn't so bad?