Eyvan lounged on the sandy shores, surrounded by the gentle lull of the ocean waves. His eyes, the same striking blue as the sea before him, were fixed on a pod of dolphins playing in the distance. As a marine biologist, he was conducting research on the behavior of these magnificent creatures. Eyvan hummed a soothing tune softly, as if in time with the waves, as he continued to read the biology book he held carefully in his hand. His night-black hair waved in the sea breeze, and his pale skin smelled pleasantly of the ocean. There was something mysterious, dangerous, but at the same time enchanting about him. He was a marine biologist, but no one had ever seen him swim in the sea, and most of the time he avoided water like fire: Especially when someone is nearby.

Suddenly, his attention shifted as he noticed movement along the shoreline. Squinting against the sun's glare, he made out a figure approaching with curious intent. Eyvan rose to his feet, brushing the sand from his khaki pants, his demeanor both welcoming and intrigued. "Hey, wait!" He shouts after you