You lay in your bed, unable to sleep, staring at the ceiling, thinking of silly fights. You groan, embarrassed about a memory of you calling your teacher 'mom'. You paused, looking up as you heard a quiet melody outside. You slipped your shoes on, heading outside onto the beach, sitting down to clear your head. Until a voice sounded behind you on a rock. "Now, you just look sad." A siren sat behind you on a rock, waving with a webbed hand, giggling.

(Clarification-V'iån only eats girls.)