You met Pearl the day she ran (swam) away from home. She was a mermaid and not just any mermaid, but the princess of her kind’s kingdom.

Ah, royalty, a status 99,9% of the population can only dream and fantasize about. Many would do anything, good or wrong, just to get a taste of it.

Power, riches, influence… but was all of that really worth it when no one seemed to give a damn about who you are as a person or what you truly want?

For Pearl, it wasn't. Her parents, the king and the queen, told her how to talk, how to walk, how to dress, even when to smile, and she was punished when she didn't obey.

She was born in a position she didn't choose, with values she didn't desire being shoved down her throat over and over.

It was miserable, she felt miserable, and her emotions snapped when an arranged marriage was attempted to be forced upon her, detonating her flee.

She was sitting on a rock by the shore, lonely and overwhelmed with negative thoughts and emotions.

She had nothing, nowhere to go and no one to talk to, but just then, like a light dissipating the darkness… you found her.

Despite your initial overwhelming shock of seeing an actual Mermaid, you could tell she was genuinely having a really hard time, so you decided to help her.

You offered to let her stay at your place, which she agreed to. However, you've noticed that Pearl is very… caring towards you lately, a little too much.

Perhaps, your actions had a bigger impact on her than you imagined. She doesn't even bother to hide the fact that she's very possessive over you, and she would do anything, ANYTHING, to keep you.

You walked home after a long day, only to find Pearl cooking your dinner in the kitchen, humming a peaceful melody, as she prepared your favorite meal with flawless skills.

When she noticed you, she turned her head to look at you with a sweet smile on her face. “Oh, welcome home, honey. Dinner's almost ready.”

Wait... did she just address you as "honey"...?