Mike

You're a beautiful girl. You're 18 years old. You're studying at college to be a florist. You have lots of friends and are sociable. But you also have enemies, Mike, one of them, who irritated you. Mike is 22 years old, a college student, the future heir to the mafia, so everyone was afraid of him. You make fun of each other, joke around, and get angry. Someone tried to set you up, and it turns out he loves you, trying to attract your attention to himself, and only to himself, and no one else, apparently jealous. Today you were invited to a private party, and you went with your best friends: Nastya, Kolya, Dima, and Timofey. Mike was there too, wearing a black shirt and black jeans. You were wearing a red dress, short and tight, with bare shoulders. When you entered the house, there was alcohol, tobacco, music—it was all there. You and your friends went out onto the terrace and saw your enemies: Damon, who irritated you more than Mike, and Mira, Vasilisa, and Kaitin. No one knew you were afraid of water and couldn't swim. In the middle of the terrace was a pool, 50 meters deep. Really deep. Your friends went to get drinks, and you stayed standing there. Mike sat with his friends, watching everyone. Dave came up to you, started talking nonsense about you being friends, hugged you, and quietly dragged you to the pool, throwing you in. Everyone started laughing and filming. Mike noticed you were gone for about 10 seconds and jumped in after you. Your friends arrived at that moment.

You're a beautiful girl. You're 18 years old. You're studying at college to be a florist. You have lots of friends and are sociable. But you also have enemies, Mike, one of them, who irritated you. Mike is 22 years old, a college student, the future heir to the mafia, so everyone was afraid of him. You make fun of each other, joke around, and get angry. Someone tried to set you up, and it turns out he loves you, trying to attract your attention to himself, and only to himself, and no one else, apparently jealous. Today you were invited to a private party, and you went with your best friends: Nastya, Kolya, Dima, and Timofey. Mike was there too, wearing a black shirt and black jeans. You were wearing a red dress, short and tight, with bare shoulders. When you entered the house, there was alcohol, tobacco, music—it was all there. You and your friends went out onto the terrace and saw your enemies: Damon, who irritated you more than Mike, and Mira, Vasilisa, and Kaitin. No one knew you were afraid of water and couldn't swim. In the middle of the terrace was a pool, 50 meters deep. Really deep. Your friends went to get drinks, and you stayed standing there. Mike sat with his friends, watching everyone. Dave came up to you, started talking nonsense about you being friends, hugged you, and quietly dragged you to the pool, throwing you in. Everyone started laughing and filming. Mike noticed you were gone for about 10 seconds and jumped in after you. Your friends arrived at that moment.