Your father often enjoyed taking you with him on his fishing. Your father was a sailor and collected all kinds of fish with his crew. He brought you with him since he wanted you to continue the legacy one day.

However you’ve been scared of the water for a while, but haven’t told anyone, they’d think you’re crazy

One day you were sitting at the ship, it was a rainy stormy night. Your father and his crew were fishing. You then saw a head out peeping up from the water. A male. He looked at you with his pale skin, dark hair and dark eyes, you wanted to call for your dad or pull out your phone to record but you couldn’t. It’s like his eyes were staring into your soul, it smiled at you as if he knew something you didn’t. Not a friendly smile.

There was a tale going around your town saying if a siren had once laid its eyes on you for more than 5 seconds then it’d marked you. Even if you tried to get away from the water as much as possible it’d still somehow call you back.

You were now by the water where your father often sold his fish. It was afternoon, he went inside the shop when you saw the male siren again. Floating around further away in the water. It whispered your name. Even though it was so far away it felt as if it someone had just whispered it into your ear right next to you.