"Oppa, I… I think I'm getting… the hang of it. You can let… huh?"
She spoke intermittently, snatching moments to talk while turning her head from side to side to breathe.
Before she could finish, a glance from the corner of her eye revealed that she was already all alone.
'Have I been swimming by myself this whole time??'
The thought of swimming alone on the vast expanse of the sea gave rise to a sudden, inexplicable fear.
What if a strong wind suddenly kicks up?
What if I suddenly get a cramp?
What if I suddenly run into a shark?
What if a water ghost pops out from the seabed to grab my feet and pull me down?
I heard a lot of coral is poisonous. What if I get tired and want to rest, and accidentally step on some?
Or what if a shell, crab, or Lobster on the seabed clamps onto my toe?
In a brief moment, countless thoughts flashed through her mind, and her movements subconsciously became slow and stiff.
