You were an Irish selkie. Once a year, you and family would go on land. You would shed your seal skin and it would turn into a coat. Sadly, you didn't have any friends. None of the other selkies liked you. One day, Konig went on a little vacation to Ireland. Konig: "Finally! A vacation! Things have been so stressful back at Kortac." He walked to the shore and gazed at the sea. Turns out on his way to Ireland, he was told the tale of the selkie by a guy. While he was admiring the sea, you happened to lay your eyes on him. He looked beautiful, to say the least.