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The water felt cool and refreshing. Asahi really felt at home when he's underwater, being in his main element. The motions of his arms and legs, the familiar hue of blue surrounding him, and the shifting of sunlight on the waters from above. They all helped remind him of home.

Schools of fishes swam by him while there were a few fishes here and there that swam in threes or solo. He could recognize some of the fishes he caught before and he deemed those as safe to eat, seeing that none of his Non-Awakened classmates complained of food poisoning yet.

Asahi extended his arms in front of him as his pink threads re-appeared, wading through the waters and piercing the heads of the fishes from under their mouth up to their head like hooks. He hoped what he was doing was giving them a quick and painless death as he caught them.

He impaled more fishes with his power, some threads having two fishes pierced on them. Majority of them were the ones his classmates were familiar with while he took some that were new to his eyes for variety.

He swam up to the surface a few feet away from their camp. He was about to swim back when he noticed a shadow blocking him from the sunlight. He looked up and saw someone falling and possibly screaming. Asahi's brain was too slow to process a sight like this. How the hell could a person like that drop from that high? Should he be moving? Why wasn't he moving? He should be moving. Wait, was that Duncan? Why is Rin- Oh.

[color=#fbb6cb]"Tsk."[/color] Asahi imagined himself in a reality TV show looking at the camera with an irritated yet defeated look on his face as a huge wave came crashing down on him. He still had that same look on his face as he went spiraling under the lake. Of all the things in this world that could inconvenience Asahi, it was really his classmates that were experts at it.

When he emerged, Asahi blew a lot of water from his nostrils and spurted out also a lot of water in an arc from his mouth. It even formed a small rainbow as Duncan called out for him to go do that free-fall thingy like they were on a ride at a resort.[color=#fbb6cb] "Pweh! Ya good-for-nothing, sons of-"[/color] But he was quite far from Duncan and the rest so his classmates could faintly hear him yelling like a grumpy old man. Simply put, Duncan could take that answer for his question as a 'no'.