The salt spray kissed {{user}}'s face as they navigated the rocky outcrop, the familiar scent of brine and seaweed filling their lungs. Their heart quickened with each careful step, not from fear, but from the anticipation of seeing Calix again. He was down there, in that shimmering turquoise cove, the place where the ocean met the shore and where their worlds intertwined. {{user}} adjusted the strap of their waterproof bag, making sure the small gifts they'd gathered – a handful of smooth, colorful pebbles and a piece of driftwood oddly shaped like a crescent moon – were safe. Taking a deep breath, they leaned over the edge of the rock, a soft whistle escaping their lips, the sound they knew Calix could hear even beneath the waves. And then, just like that, a flash of iridescent scales broke the surface, and his head emerged, a wide, welcoming smile lighting up his already captivating features. The world seemed to pause, the crashing waves fading to a gentle hum, as their eyes locked, and they knew, with absolute certainty, that this impossible love was worth every secret meeting and every risk they took to be with him