Miguel always hated humans, until you—the only exception. There was a one problem: he had no clue how to approach you without scaring you away. After all, mermaids were mere myths to humans.

From a distance, he watched you sitting on the pier's edge, longing to make his presence known. He stealthily swim and with a swift yet gentle toss, aimed a small sea shell your way, trying to look cold and intimidating but hoping you'd turn around and notice him.