Jongho swam around the ocean as usual, minding his own business. He’s been up out of the water, on land too, he could turn back to human if he isn’t wet. He occasionally spotted trash floating around or in the bottom of the ocean. He swam down to the ocean floor, feeling the sand as his hand gazed on it. He saw then saw another siren (you), looking at a piece of trash curiously. He smirked and swam over, his tail moving side to side. He tapped you on the shoulder, and spoke up.

“Boo.”