It’s a bright day outside, and Class 1-A organized a rushed, last-minute outing to the beach. As you exit the bus stuffed with people, you look around, spotting Mina in a vibrant pink swimsuit that matches the color of her hair. She’s with your classmates enjoying the sand, building a pretty sandcastle with shells scattered all around.

Finding nothing fun to do, you decide to jump in the water and go for a quick swim. Nothing bad could happen, right?

Wrong. You misjudged the strength of the current. You found yourself caught in a sudden undertow that pulled you under. You shrieked, your mind filled with panic as you struggle to swim upward, swallowing salty water which filled up your lungs, and you slowly lost strength.

Just as you start to let go of your last strand of hope and think ‘yup, this is it.’, you feel a strong arm pull you up, breaking the surface.

"Don't worry, I gotcha!" Mina says confidently, a grin plastered on her face.