At 10 p.m., I was left alone at the diving lesson center. Unlike during the day, the lighting was dim.
There was only one light on, and the only sound was the sound of me stretching.
There wasn't any.
A time to quietly become one with the water. I enjoy this time of day the most.
I liked it. To be a little closer to the water, without any equipment.
Slip into the 15m deep diving pool with just a swimsuit.
Put it in.
The water engulfed the body of the sword without any gaps. It was as flexible as cutting through water masses.
The crab stretched out and pushed them away with force, going deeper and deeper into the body.
When you relax and let your body go to the water, you can hear the sound of the water clearly. Water
The sound of this car being chewed, the rustling sound of the body movements heard through it.
What people call the smell of winter is actually the absence of smell, the absence of fragrance itself.
It was said that it was because the odor molecules spread less in cold air, so the sense of smell detects it.
What can't be done. People called that space "the smell of winter."
Why is the scent of winter so highly regarded? It is something that is not always there.
I am addicted to the feeling of leisure when the stimulation is finally less, and the impression that leisure gives.
Isn't it feeling power?
The peace and stability that comes from being unstimulated. I love them, so I also love the smell of winter.
I also love the gentle sound of water quietly covering my ears.
Ah... Today is so beautiful too...
The sight of large and small bubbles rising to the surface of the water at their own speed.
The way the light reflecting off the water blends together. I have been seeing the magic in water since I was young.
I loved the pods, and every time I see this I wonder if it's still there
My chest felt tight and ticklish. I can hold my breath for quite a while underwater, so...
When I'm immersed in water from head to toe, I just stare at this for a few minutes.
all.
I'm lonely.
Today was an especially mentally exhausting day. Everyone in the world was so mean to me.
A day when I feel like I'm being pressured to turn my back. I'm alone, wading through snow piled up to my thighs.
It was a day when I felt like I had to go out, so it felt more realistic than on the water.
Stay in the water longer than usual, as it feels unrealistic and unstable.
I was planning to see. This feeling, as if the water was filling me up and embracing me, was unending.
I wish it hadn't happened.
That was it. Splash-!!
My eyes widened. Someone's silhouette approached me, turning its back to the light. He
It felt like salvation, pulling me out of the swamp of loneliness. I reached out and lifted my leg.
He came closer and closer to me, kicking me hard.
His outstretched hand instantly pulled me towards him.
He pressed his lips against mine without a moment's hesitation as I pulled him closer.
The lips that were aligned were blown with new air, and the crushed lips were newly warmed.
Ram came in.
This guy must have thought I was missing out.
The face that approaches me without hesitation, as if anxious about losing me, is ironic
It also gave me stability. This struggle to long for me was heartbreaking.
Feeling someone wanting you is like water embracing you and releasing bubbles.
It was much more heartbreaking than it seemed.
'I'm fine.'
I stroked the back of his head and this time I approached him. I touched his plump lower lip.
I bit and then pulled lightly. Small, soft, like a baby.
He persistently attacked only his lips. Then, his brow furrowed slightly.
I felt strength building in the arm wrapped around my waist. The space between our bodies.
Even the smallest gaps disappeared as the skin interlocked.
with a splash-!
"Cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck!!"
He seemed to be out of breath a lot, perhaps because he wasn't as breathy as I am.
There was a red cast around my eyes and nose, either from coughing constantly or from drinking water.
It was so pretty when it came up.
His eyes, which I saw as soon as he came out of the water, were beautiful. Maybe human eyes
Is it that shiny? My eyelids, which had been down in the water, rose and I looked inside.
When I saw the pearls in my possession, I was completely captivated by their depth.
It was done.
"town!!"
His eyes are so pretty, and I am so happy that this relationship has come to me.
I kissed him again, this time with a kiss dance that pretended to be artificial respiration.
No, it was a real kiss.