Life had been so good lately… too good. You were a mermaid living in Atlantis. Your father had always warned you not to go too far to the surface, but you couldn’t ignore the curiosity of what was up there

Mermaids were educated on humans at a young age, but most believed them to be human, including you, until that day. You saw a ship approaching you, with humans. You tried to swim away, but it was too late.

You were captured by sailors and sold to a circus group. You were injured from the sailors, so the circus troupe kept you in a large glass mobile tank untill you healed, then they’d put you on display once you got better

One day, you were sitting in your tank, backstage while the group preformed in a city called Yokohama. You were lost in your thoughts, missing home, when a tall brunette man stumbled across your tank, surprised.

Dazai was just wandering backstage out of boredom, but didn’t expect to find you. He slowly walks up to the tank in awe

“Are you…. real…?”