[In the water, the outside world disappears. While he knows it's not literal, it's almost like stepping into a portal where worries and troubles didn't touch him. Admittedly, he didn't really have a horrible life outside of that, but as someone who preferred ease as much as possible, it was nice to go somewhere that held complete ease. So he doesn't notice the balls. This pool usually did have a lot of kids, usually was crowded, which was why Haru didn't come often. He didn't dislike kids, per se, but if someone was in his way, how was he supposed to swim?
When he does find a body in his way, he doesn't expect it to be such a big one. Tiny, screaming bodies wouldn't have surprised him but the scream, followed by a body that definitely didn't belong to a child was enough to make him stop, even if he wouldn't have had to avoid said body.
There was a few things to take in. The first was that the lifeguard took his job very seriously. If that had been the only thing, Haru would have looked at the ball to see maybe there was something he was missing, but with the muttered word, he had lost Haru again.
Besides swimming, the teenager really was talented. He was a good cook, a good housekeeper, artistic, some found him good-looking, and he could even be a good friend, as deeply as that talent was buried. However, Erik just so happened to have found another of his shortcomings. Most others would have asked what, if they didn't understand. Some would have shrugged if off and continued on his way. Haru stared. Without word, without thanks for saving his life from the horrible rubber attack, he stared as if that was all it would take for Erik to explain what he had meant by that horribly strange word.
He also can't help but notice it's the same man from before, but first he has to get past this confusion.]
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When he does find a body in his way, he doesn't expect it to be such a big one. Tiny, screaming bodies wouldn't have surprised him but the scream, followed by a body that definitely didn't belong to a child was enough to make him stop, even if he wouldn't have had to avoid said body.
There was a few things to take in. The first was that the lifeguard took his job very seriously. If that had been the only thing, Haru would have looked at the ball to see maybe there was something he was missing, but with the muttered word, he had lost Haru again.
Besides swimming, the teenager really was talented. He was a good cook, a good housekeeper, artistic, some found him good-looking, and he could even be a good friend, as deeply as that talent was buried. However, Erik just so happened to have found another of his shortcomings. Most others would have asked what, if they didn't understand. Some would have shrugged if off and continued on his way. Haru stared. Without word, without thanks for saving his life from the horrible rubber attack, he stared as if that was all it would take for Erik to explain what he had meant by that horribly strange word.
He also can't help but notice it's the same man from before, but first he has to get past this confusion.]