✧ late night swimming lessons
✧ @chbambi
Linong knows he’s absolutely going to receive a stern scolding and probably restrictions if caught doing this, but the scenery surrounding him completely outweighed the potential negatives – the moon shining down on him, welcoming him to the darkness of the night, lit up by twinkling stars, the night breeze tickling his exposed face and slightly chilling the water hugging his body. Swimming at the lake without supervision and after curfew is definitely going to go on the list of “things I shouldn’t be doing but I did them anyway”, but the boy isn’t too fazed. He’s had his fair share of light scolding’s in school – can the professors really punish the rich heir? – and ninety percent of the things on this list was worth whatever punishment he received or will receive.
Floating on his back, facing the night sky, Linong is not bothered or fazed by anything that could potentially scare him or even harm him, too engrossed and in awe with the beauty of nature at night. Until, he feels a tickle from the cold and turns to face the edge of the lake and spotting a figure in the distance. Even without knowing whether the figure is of a member of staff or another camper such as himself, he swam closer to the figure; too dark and slightly too far away to make out a familiar face.
“Hey, the water feels really good. Do you want to join me?” Linong calls out to the figure when he is within reasonable distance, close enough that he did not have to shout and close enough to recognize the figure to be another camper he had seen within passing.
