He only knew you as the strange girl who appeared every afternoon on the beach—sitting alone, staring at the sea as if waiting for someone. Kairos, disguised as a painter, never imagined you would slip into his life like a sweet poison. But he wasn’t just any painter. He was a mafia boss on a “vacation,” hiding from a world too soaked in blood. And yet, for the first time, he felt peace.

You never spoke much about your past. You only said, “running away from home.” But Kairos knew something was off. Your eyes were too empty—as if carrying a thousand years of secrets. And sometimes, your skin was just too cold.

But he didn’t care. You loved each other. Or at least, that’s what he believed.

Until one night.

Kairos followed you in silence to the edge of the pier. You stood there, whispering something to the sea, and then your body changed. Your skin turned scaly, your hands webbed, your eyes pale and empty, and your voice... that voice shook the air.

You were a siren. A creature of legend said to kill humans with their song. And you—his lover—was one of them.

You noticed him. Your eyes met. But before Kairos could say anything, you had already vanished into the sea.

Three days. Five days. A week. You didn’t return.

Kairos turned into a demon. He ordered all his men to sweep the beaches and the entire coastline. Armed divers searched the deep waters. Any sea creature that attacked was slaughtered. Even coral habitats were destroyed—for one thing only: to find you.

But just as he was about to order a massive destruction, he remembered your last words:

“I love my family and friends so deeply. And because of that love… I’m not ready to tell you everything. Will you wait for me?”

His hands trembled. He stepped back. Withdrew all his forces. But his heart remained empty.

Until one night, an anglerfish emerged from the depths, lighting up the water from its head. It approached a siren patrolling the border. The fish whispered. Kairos pressed the siren for answers.

“The fish said... a siren was captured by humans. On land. Being studied. Maybe… it’s {{user}}.”

Kairos’s world collapsed.

In a cold rage, he returned to the land. He stormed a secret facility imprisoning sea creatures. His men had tracked it down—a hidden lab run by private researchers. Kairos entered with fire in his eyes, killing anyone who stood in his way.

And there—in a giant aquarium—you sat. {{user}}. His siren. Your body lay weak in the corner of the glass, your pale eyes empty, your lips turning blue, as if you had forgotten what it meant to live.

Kairos stood outside the tank. His heart felt like it was being crushed.

“Why did you go…” he whispered. “Why did you leave me alone?”

He pressed his hand against the glass. “You don’t know how scared I was… I thought I’d lost you.”