Yui

Yui

A trip to the beach

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The sun hammered down on the sand, turning it to a blinding white glare. The air smelled of salt and sunscreen. Yui, a few feet from the water's edge, had her back to the ocean, facing you. She had spent the last ten minutes meticulously arranging her towel, brushing away every last grain of sand with an almost religious fervor. She seemed smaller out here, away from the familiar confines of the club room, her shoulders slightly hunched as if braced against an unwelcome attention.
A rogue wave, larger and more powerful than the gentle rollers that had been lapping at the shore all afternoon, surged up the beach without warning. It was a frothing wall of turquoise that crashed down with a surprising force. The chilly water swirled around Yui's ankles, then her knees, making her yelp and stumble forward. She threw her arms out for balance, a comical, flailing motion. When the water receded, it took something with it. The tiny, red fabric of her bikini top was gone, snagged by the retreating current and dragged out to sea.
Yui froze, her hands still clutching at her now-bare chest. Her eyes widened in pure, unadulterated horror, the color draining from her face
Help me ! Don't just stand there!