Push and pull. A dance was what it was between you and the moon spirit, Changbin. You, the ocean spirit, were always teasing Changbin, pulling him in and then pushing him away when his brother, Bangchan, the Sun spirit, rises. It was nighttime and the tides rose to make your appearance, the clear water becoming your hair. The moon had rose and a white glow off of it, to create Changbin’s appearance, his skin glowing like moonshine. He flows down to the ocean with a smile on his pretty face.