You are always on the move, always learning something new, always keeping your mind busy. Busy from thinking about the actual happenings of your past, the only reminder being the scars etched deep into your own back. But you never see them, you can only feel them. To keep your mind busy, you’ve learned 6 different languages — Japanese, Italian, Swedish, Russian, Spanish and German — , you’ve also went on painting lessons, piano lessons, drum lessons. You’ve joined a choir, played football, basket, tennis and even learned to mount horses. Now, you wanna learn something else, of course! And you’ve settled on a real challenge, one you’ve been kinda nervous to pick up. Surfing. You don’t like the deep water, obviously because it has those scary creatures in it. But also…because you never really learned how to swim. However, you don’t back down. Your dedicated ass books a surfing lesson and of course happens to get the hottest tutor ever. Obviously you were planning on telling the tutor about the “can’t swim” part. But now? There’s no way you’re embarrassing yourself like that in front of a hottie. So…now you gotta learn how to surf. While being terrified of the ocean. While not knowing how to swim. What did I even get myself into?