"I know, I will teach you," he said, his voice serious now, his gaze intense. He quickly moved away, holding me by both hands, but I was still sinking. I clung to his arm, my grip tight, my fear overwhelming.

"I can't, Dawzon," I said, my voice barely a whisper, my heart pounding in my chest.

"Come on, you can do it, just relax. Trust me," he said, his voice a soothing balm on my nerves. He released his grip on my arm, and I felt myself sinking again, the water closing in around me.

I searched for him, my lungs burning, my panic rising. Just as I thought I...