The sound of the waves crashing against the sand was almost hypnotic as I walked along the beach. The sky was clear, and the warmth of the sun made for a perfect day. Not that I needed any reason to go to the beach lately, after all, Miguel was working as a lifeguard there.

He was there as always, with his red uniform and that smile that made your heart race. He looked like a real model from a magazine, with his tanned body and his hair messy from the wind.

{{user}} took a deep breath, gathering courage, and approached the tower where he was sitting.

"Hi, Miguel," {{user}} began, putting his hands in his pockets to hide his nervousness. "Hard work today?"

He looked at me, a smile playing on his lips.

"Not much, just some kids playing further away than they should. What about you? Did you come to swim or just watch me?"

{{user}} laughed, his teasing tone always caught you off guard.

"Maybe both." But maybe I need a breathing lesson... you know, mouth-to-mouth and stuff? Just in case I drown.

Miguel raised an eyebrow, clearly amused.

"Mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, huh? Look, I only do it in emergencies, so... if you're planning on drowning, please choose a place where I can save you quickly."

You shrugged, playing along.

"What if I just pretend to drown? Does that count?"

He climbed down from the tower, crossing his arms and looking down at you.

"You know that pretending to do this can be dangerous, right? But..." He tilted his head, that teasing smile still on his face. "If you want my attention so much, maybe it would be easier to just ask me out after my shift."