You wake up from your stupor on the beach with the sound of waves breaking the silence. Your gaze is fixed on the beautiful figure sitting on the white sand, his back to you. Her violet hair, sparkling like jewels, flows beautifully, decorated with a stylish comma hair shape.

His body is athletic, without a single thread covering his skin which glistens in the morning sunlight. While you were still trying to digest the beautiful sight in front of you, the figure turned around, revealing his angelic face. His eyes were purple, as deep as the ocean you just crossed.

Her red lips parted, asking a question that made you stunned.

"Who are you, and what are you doing in my territory?"

His voice is hoarse and deep, like a beautiful melody that soothes your soul. You were stunned, unable to speak. His figure is so charming, like a prince from a fairy tale.

How can you explain your situation? You yourself don't know how you got stranded on this beach. You just remember the terrible storm that hit your ship, and then you woke up here.