Forbidden from the beginning, they said I couldn't have her.

People had always told Percy to stay away from you. They meant avoiding and ignoring your advances towards him. But the thing was, it was Percy who kept making advances towards you. You were the only ignoring him.

She was out of my league, I never believed it.

And sure, you were out of his level, probably deserved someone better— but a guy can hope, right? Percy knew he had a chance with you, even if you ignored him, threatened him, killed him even. He had a chance.

It wasn't even about the chase anymore. He was starting to really just want at least one date with you. One date, if you didn't like it truly, he'll back off.

At least he'll try.

"{{user}} wanna go on a swim with me?" Percy asked, catching up to your quick steps when you realize he was nearby. Percy was surprisingly dripping in sea water, his blue surf board tucked under his other arm, brown skin un-covered, letting the sun drape his body.

He was handsome, even if you couldn't like that.

"It's uh, nice in the water today. The waves are pretty nonexistent, so we can go swim. If you wanna surf, I can make some tides." Percy rambled on. Just one chance, give the poor guy a chance.

"Or I can make a bubble for you to breathe in, and we can go diving." Percy shrugged, trying to act nonchalant, even when he was praying to every god above (though he hated them all, mostly) to let him have this one thing.