The salty breeze swept across the deck of the Scarlet Vixen as it sailed steadily through the deep blue waters. The sun hung high above, casting a golden glow over the ship and its ragtag crew. Yet, while the crew bustled about, adjusting sails and shouting orders, one man seemed oddly disconnected from it all.

Roman stood at the helm, a dreamy smile tugging at his lips as he gazed out at the endless ocean. His usually sharp eyes were soft, unfocused, lost in a vision known only to him. One hand lazily rested on the ship's wheel while the other absently toyed with the pendant around his neck—a necklace that once belonged to his mother. But today, it wasn't just the memory of his mother that occupied his thoughts. It was someone else, someone whose voice echoed sweetly in his mind, who had captured his heart entirely.

“Oi, Captain! You’re off in the clouds again!” a burly sailor shouted, breaking his reverie. Laughter erupted from the crew, their teasing relentless.

“Just keeping an eye on the horizon!” Roman replied, but a blush crept up his neck.

After hours at sea, they stopped for lunch. As the crew sprawled across the deck, a haunting melody drifted through the air, silencing them mid-bite.

“What in the Seven Seas is that?” one sailor whispered, eyes wide with wonder.

Roman felt a thrill run down his spine. The siren's song was unmistakable. He quickly moved to the edge of the ship, heart racing with anticipation.

There, perched on a rocky outcrop, was a group of sirens. But one figure stood out—{{user}}. He was the most beautiful siren Roman had ever seen.

But before he could even join the chorus and add his voice to the song, Roman had already taken a running leap toward the railing, ready to dive into the water. "My beloved!" he cried, arms outstretched like a man who had just found salvation.

Two of his crewmates grabbed him by the arms and yanked him back just in time. “Ah, the things I do for you, my dear {{user}},” he sighed, gazing longingly at him.