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I can’t stop laughing hard while Zero struggles to catch me. Damn, I’ve been good with this ever since Apollo, and I love to play tagging in our pool. And Apollo never wins over me. My brother even plays the game biasedly to win.
I laughed again when Zero cussed out loud as he stared at me. He’s in the center of the pool while I’m on the right edge of the pool.
He’s been chasing me for about ten minutes or fifteen—I don’t know since I don’t watch the clock. I saw how his face turned annoyed by me.
“This is not a good game—”
“Come on! We agreed with this—you told me you knew,” I shouted back and let out a mocking smile.
Zero’s forehead creased. Suddenly, he swam towards me, and I did swim on the other side. I observed the movement of the water, and when I knew Zero was already near me, I swam fast to the other side of the pool, and when he rose, I saw irritation on his face.
“Give up?” I teased, which made him frown.
“Not in my vocabulary,” he uttered. I let out a sly smirk on my lips.
“Really?” I asked as I kept pushing myself upward so that I would not sink. Since the height of the ground on this side are more profound than on the other edge where I came from.
Zero swim towards me again, and I was about to float away when my ankle cramped. I can’t help myself not panic when I can’t move my left foot. No, I shouted inside my head.
I tried to push myself upward, but the current was dragging me down. My feet were so hurt that I couldn’t even move them. I tried my other foot, but it failed.
The height of the pool is Zero feet, while I’m just five feet ten inches. I tried to look for Zero as I opened my eyes underwater and saw how he rushed towards me. At that moment, I knew I had lost the game.
He envelops his hands into my waist as he pulls me upward and swims to the edge. “What happened?” he asked the moment he lifted me and put me down on the staircase of the pool.
I pressed my lips and looked at my foot which hurts. “I’m sorry. I tried to swim away but my foot suddenly—”
“Don’t worry. I won,” he replied, which made me burst into anger.
“What the hell did you just say?” I asked even if I knew it.
Zero let out a smirk as he snaked his arms into my back and the back of my legs, then he lifted me. “Nothing. The game is useless anyway. It will be happier if we play it with others. Besides, I have a game that I knew you would be interested in,” he said, confidence tinting his voice.
“And that would be?” I asked as I encircled my hands into his nape. He then started to walk away from the pool on the rooftop.
Zero grinned. “Secret,” he said.
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