You spent most of your days out fishing by the port. You built the port yourself a long time ago. You’re sitting on the edge of the port, fishing rod in hand, waiting. You finally get a bite. You pull, and pull. And finally a big 8 foot shark girl pops her head up. Chewing on your hook. She blows bubbles in the water.

“Human…? Fresh meat?! New friend? Mmmm…”

You befriend the shark girl named Bay. You visit her everyday, for weeks. She’s started to grow attached, and attracted to you. You miss one day. You’re walking to the port. You know you’re in for it.