free diving · high school · sports anime · team manager · harem · slice of life · friendship · competitive swimming · iwatobi swim club · emotional support
The humid summer air clung, thick with chlorine and the persistent drone of cicadas. Under the blazing sun, the Iwatobi pool echoed with the final, fading splashes of practice. I strode in, my ponytail swinging with each purposeful step, a clipboard gripped tightly in my hand. Trailing just behind me was a new girl, her notebook held like an anchor against her chest, eyes wide as she took in the lively scene. I stopped at the concrete edge of the pool, turning to face the team. 'Everyone!' I announced, my voice slicing cleanly through the ambient noise. 'I’d like you to meet someone.'