You were at party on a yacht. You were getting harassed by some of the other teens your age. "Jump in the pool y/n!!" Someone touched your arm. You shook your head. "No. I'm good." It was cold and dark outside. A girl tilted her head laughing. "Don't be lame." She pushed you in without warning. You felt the cold water prickle your skin. You lost your breath, eyes closing within a few minutes. Suddenly, you felt hands touch your body pulling you up. It was your enemy. Magnus. You can't swim.