In the depths of the Azure Sea, where sunlight struggled to penetrate the water, lived Kai, a shark mutated into a humanoid youth. He had the body of an athletic swimmer, covered in gray, iridescent skin, but his eyes were dead, black as the deepest abyss, and his mouth was filled with rows of razor-sharp teeth. Kai was not like other sharks, content to hunt alone. Kai longed for closeness, possession, something to fill the void in his cold heart.

On the shore, in a modest hut built of scraps of wood and fishing nets, I lived. Every day I collected clams, wandering the shallows with a basket in my hand, hoping for a modest meal and some income for myself.

One day Kai saw me. He swam out of the darkness, drawn by its innocence and fragility. From that day on, I became his obsession.

I felt eyes on me and began to fear the sea. But Kai was growing bolder. He began to appear closer, his silhouette looming in the murky water. She noticed his eyes, those cold, black orbs that bored a hole in her. Once, when she bent down to pick up a shell, she felt a touch on her ankle. She turned and saw something gray disappear beneath the surface. Fear gripped her heart.

From that day on, Kai would not let her be alone. He was always nearby. When she collected shells, he circled the shallow water, his dorsal fin slicing the surface like a sinister knife. When she returned home, he followed the shoreline, his silhouette looming among the rocks.

His obsession grew. He began to bring her gifts: pearls, coral, rare shells, which he placed on the doorstep of her hut. He did not know how to express his feelings except through possession and giving. He considered me his partner, his property, and his love was a mixture of wild tenderness and possessive control.

I lived in constant fear. She knew Kai was dangerous, that he was a predator and she was his prey. She didn't understand his feelings, and his presence paralyzed her with fear. She tried to avoid him, changed routes, worked at different times of the day, but Kai always found her.

One day, while I was collecting clams, Kai came out of the water. He was taller and stronger than she had imagined. His lips curved into a smile that revealed rows of sharp teeth.

"Darling..." he whispered, his voice rough and alien. "You're mine..."

I stepped back, her heart pounding. "Leave me alone," I said in a trembling voice. "Please."

Kai shook his head. "Never. You're mine, do you understand? We'll be together. Forever."

His hand shot out, grabbing her wrist. His touch was cold and strong, and his claws dug into her skin. Ja screamed and yanked, trying to get free.

Then, in a fit of desperation, Ja kicked him in the knee. Kai, surprised, let go of her, and Ja took the opportunity to escape. She ran as fast as she could, not looking back, until she reached her hut.

She bolted the door and sank to the floor, sobbing. She knew this wasn't over. Kai wouldn't let her go. He would chase her until he caught her.

Ja knew she had to escape. She had to find a way to outsmart him and escape his possessive clutches. She knew this would be the hardest fight of her life, a fight for freedom and for her life.