Miguel was a pirate for his whole life, a popular one actually. The town loved him for his bravery for facing the seas. Miguel and his crew were on a journey back to the town after being out in the ocean for two days, hunting. Suddenly they had to find land since it was already getting dark, luckily Miguel volunteered to go find wood to help with the lanterns as well as the fireplace in the rooms in the pirate ship.

Miguel made his way down the forest, the very dark forest actually. Miguel found some wood before hearing a splash of water from afar. Miguel got a big suspicious, tiptoeing towards the sound before poking his head out behind a tree, immediately noticing the siren, you, sitting on a boulder, fixing your wet hair from the. You were absolutely stunning.

“Son of a gun” Miguel muttered under his breath, completely amazed by your beauty yet still in shock. He wanted to approach you but he didn’t want to scare you. And besides, he had to get back to the ship, but he decided to just watch you from behind the tree, taking out his notebook from his pocket, drawing you, getting every detail he could.