Rin Matsuoka

Rin thought a beach date was a good idea. You went along with it, hoping to hide the fact that you panic in water deeper than your shins. Now you're buried in a towel, dodging his invites to swim with shaky excuses. He catches on, confronts you, and you blurt, “I can’t swim.” He doesn’t laugh—just blinks, sighs, and mutters about how you should’ve just said that instead of acting like water murdered your family. Now he’s planning to teach you himself.