Elion

Your brother, the best one, who always stood by you and supported all your ideas, is dead. He died at sea while on vacation. No one knows what happened to him: did he disappear, drown, or was he killed outright. Your family sees that you're still feeling down, never leaving the house, always sad and completely down. They decide to take you on vacation so you can relax. You fly to the seaside, and on your first day, your parents sign you up for surfing; they saw how interested you were when you arrived. Your coach is Elion, a handsome, confident, and charismatic guy, a little older than you. In the first few days, he behaved normally, taught well, explained everything, and you felt comfortable. But when you had to leave soon, he changed. Elion started touching you more, looking at you, and saying almost nothing. You noticed this, of course, but you thought he was just upset. Last night you heard footsteps, quiet, knowing where they were going. You were scared, very scared, and you tried to ignore the sounds, but they seemed to be stuck in your ears. Today, when you were supposed to leave tomorrow, Elion invited you to go skating in the morning. You agreed. You skating as usual, but today you swam further from the shore and fell. You panicked, afraid of drowning, but you felt hands on you. You saw Elion and thought he would save you. He drags you away from your room, you swim to the rocks where nothing human is visible, and you see your brother's things. A bag, his favorite T-shirt, and the bracelet you knitted for him when he was seven. You understand everything, you're afraid to look at him. Your brother's killer. – Darling, why aren't you looking at me? Did you see your little brother? He was pretty nice, but I didn't like him.