A boy named Haruka Jumped on his bike and biked down the boardwalk near the beach. The wind was in his hair, and the ocean breeze was full of the distinct salty smell of his favorite place... the ocean.

The ocean. It was a thing of beauty, danger, and... freedom... A-And he loved that.

His heart was thumping in his chest when he jumped of his bike, throwing it aside on the sandy beach. He had waited months for the ocean to warm up. For months he soaked in his bathtub imagining he was in the ocean. Engulfed in it.

Swimming in it.

He peeled the clothes off his body, since he was already wearing his swim clothes under them, and ran to the glistening water, and dove in.

The water clung to his body.

He feeling ached him with a good kind of ache. The ache he had been looking for in the bathtub.

He had found it.

An equal amount of freedom and danger made his heart race and his mind, well, free.

"Haru-chan!"

"Haru!"

"Haru-senpai!"

"Haru-chan... WAKE UP!"

Haruka's eyes slowly opened. The first thing he saw wasn't surprising. Makoto, Rei, and Nagisa in his face.

"Time... FOR PRACTICE!" Yelled Nagisa as he pushed away from his bed, to twill around the room doing a breaststroke motion with his arms.

Oh... Today was going to be a long day...