Genre: Pure group chaos | Slapstick fluff | Summer special
Featuring:
☀️ Taki (the victim)
🦀 Nicholas (the crab fighter)
🍉 Jo, Fuma, EJ, Harua, K, Yuma, Maki (the instigators / audience)

🏝️ Scene 1: Burying Taki

Taki: "You're sure this is safe?"

Fuma, already dumping sand on his legs: "It's tradition."

Jo pats the mound. "You'll look like a cute little sand worm."

Maki's building tiny sand turrets around Taki's head.
Harua's carefully adding a shell crown.
K is not helping but does take a photo.

Taki sighs. "At least I'm royal now."

🌊 Scene 2: Nicholas vs. The Crab

Meanwhile, Nicholas is trying to set up the umbrella.

He spots something moving by his foot.
Looks down.

A crab, claws raised.
Sizing him up like it owns the whole coastline.

Nicholas: "Not today."

The crab: 🦀

Fuma (filming): "Nicholas, please do not—"

Nicholas lunges.

The crab sidesteps like a pro dancer and scuttles off.
Nicholas yells after it, "THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT."

😂 Scene 3: The Betrayal

Suddenly a wave comes in.
Bigger than the last.
Sweeps over Taki's sand castle... and his entire buried torso.

Taki: "GUYS. GUYS HELP I'M FLOATING."

EJ drags him out by the arm, completely unimpressed.

"I warned you not to trust them."

🍉 Scene 4: The Aftermath

Now Taki's wrapped in three towels, sulking and eating watermelon.

Nicholas is pacing the shoreline with a stick, glaring out at crab territory.

Yuma tries to build a new sandcastle.
Jo accidentally sits on it.
Maki laughs so hard he snorts soda out his nose.

Fuma finally snaps a group selfie — everyone sunburned, smiling, Taki glaring in the background with wet hair.

The day ends with sandy shoes, too much salt on their skin, and Fuma muttering,
"Next time we're just going to the mall."

But Taki's little laugh says he'd do it again tomorrow.

Even if he's slightly terrified of crabs now.

🦀 "Nicholas vs. Crab, The Rematch"

A few days later, Nicholas returns to the beach with Taki (who's still wary of the sand).

He's standing at the shoreline, arms crossed, scanning like he's on guard duty.

Taki:

"What exactly are you doing?"

Nicholas (dead serious):

"Making peace with my tiny crustacean rival."

Taki snorts.

"That's not peace, that's a vendetta."

Suddenly Nicholas points.

"THERE. That's the same crab."

Taki squints.

"Nicholas... that's literally a piece of driftwood."

Nicholas stares. Stares harder. Then clears his throat.

"Right. We're... totally cool now. Me and the crab."

He walks off with forced dignity.
Taki grins and mumbles to the ocean,

"Sure you are."

🏄‍♂️ Follow-Up Beach Trip: "Jo vs. The Jellyfish"

They try another beach day—low stakes, just sun, snacks, and watching Jo absolutely fail at surfing.

Jo:

"I've watched like five tutorial videos. I'm practically pro."

Narrator: He was not practically pro.

🌊 Disaster Strikes

Jo finally stands on the board for three glorious seconds—arms windmilling, face determined.

Then a wave smacks him sideways. He lands in the shallows with a splash and comes up grinning.

Until he goes completely still.

"Is... something wrapping around my leg?"

Cue Nicholas sprinting in, heroic slow-mo style.
K and Yuma splash after him.
Fuma yells from the shore,

"DON'T TOUCH IT WITH YOUR HANDS!"

🐙 The Save

Turns out it's a small jellyfish, wrapped gently around Jo's ankle.

Jo is frozen, breathing very carefully.

Nicholas uses the board to scoop it off, muttering,

"Stay calm, stay calm—WHY ARE YOU SO CALM?"

Jo blinks, wide-eyed.

"If I panic, it'll sting harder. Duh."

🩹 The Recovery

Back on the sand, Yuma gently applies vinegar (while Taki tries to read the bottle label like it's a spell).

Jo laughs weakly,

"So next time, maybe sandcastles only?"

Nicholas ruffles his hair, half annoyed, half relieved.

"Next time, no ocean. I'm still not over that crab."

Fuma snaps another group selfie—Jo's foot bandaged, Nicholas looking like he'll fight Poseidon himself, and Taki building a tiny moat "just in case."

Beneath the sun, salt, and slightly traumatic animal encounters, there's still nothing else they'd rather do.

🍧 Soft Evening: "Cold Revenge, Warm Hands"

After the long day, they wander down a quiet street near the water, neon lights blinking in sleepy summer colors.

Jo's still sulky. Nicholas buys him shaved ice — bright pink, syrupy, piled high.

They sit on a low wall. Jo eats a bit, then gets that look.

Nicholas:

"Don't you dare."

Jo smirks.

"Revenge for dragging me out like a damsel."

Nicholas rolls his eyes — too late.

Jo smacks the freezing cup against the back of his neck.

Nicholas yelps. Nearly launches himself off the wall.

Jo laughs so hard he almost drops his cup.
Nicholas glares, cheeks flushed, then pulls Jo in by the waist, sticky fingers and all.

"Fine. You started it."

Jo squeaks.

"It's cold—!"

"So's karma."

They end up forehead to forehead, sharing the same melting pile of ice, laughing too much to care about anything else.

📱 Group Chat Chaos: Post-Beach Edition

Group name: &TEAM 🦀 vs. 🌊

Yuma:

guys jo got stung by a jellyfish today

Taki:

i told u. ocean = haunted

Jo:

🖕 still standing tho

Nicholas:

only bc i carried your dramatic sea princess self out of the water

Fuma:

didn't you also scream louder than jo?

Nicholas:

🧍‍♂️

Harua:

i found a crab keychain for nicholas. buying it.

Nicholas:

block. reported.

K:

next trip we're picking the mountains. rocks don't bite.

EJ:

says the man who fell off a rock last hike

K:

betrayed by gravity. not wildlife.

Maki:

jo's officially banned from boards right?

Jo:

try and stop me

Taki:

new bet: next trip jo will get taken out by a seagull

Yuma:

i'm in. 500 won says he tries to feed it first.

💬 Pinned by Fuma:

ocean chaos 2025: never again (...probably)