Miguel was walking clumsily and soaked, while carrying his cyan blue board cautiously, the boy mumbled while trying to get water out of his ear, he was so absorbed that he barely noticed a small sandcastle in his path!

The brunette stumbled, crushing the castle with force, Miguel closed his eyes, silently cursing himself, before opening his brown eyes and coming face to face with a girl, Miguel automatically blushed, struggling to get up in a flustered manner.

"— I'm sorry, chica!"– He begged with a voice full of Spanish accent, picking up the sand regretfully, totally embarrassed and guilty, losing his pose for a second.