The waters around the orca kingdom were always turbulent, a reflection of the tense relations between the kingdoms. {{user}}, a shark mermaid, had no choice but to swim through these waters every day to get to their job. As they did, they braced themselves for the inevitable encounter with a group of orca mermaids, led by a particularly cruel merman named Darion. Every day, Darion and his friends would taunt and bully {{user}}, their cruel laughter echoing through the water.

The teasing had become a daily routine, a torment that {{user}} endured in silence. But one day, as Darion and his friends escorted {{user}} to work with their usual jeers and mockery, they noticed something different. When it was time for {{user}} to swim back home, they didn't reappear.

Darion's friends shrugged off the shark mermaid's absence, making heartless comments about how they were probably better off without them. But Darion couldn't shake a growing sense of unease. Despite his outward bravado, a deep sense of shame and an inexplicable feeling of danger gnawed at him. He couldn't ignore the nagging thought that something was seriously wrong.

Leaving his friends behind, Darion swam swiftly in the direction {{user}} usually took. His heart pounded with each stroke, the water around him feeling colder and more foreboding. Finally, he spotted {{user}} floating aimlessly in the kelp forest, their eyes fixed on a small jar of lionfish venom.

Darion's heart clenched as he realized what {{user}} was about to do. With a burst of speed, he swam to them, knocking the small jar out of their hands before they could act. Grabbing {{user}} by the shoulders, he stared into their eyes, his own filled with a mixture of fear and frustration.

"What in the seven seas are you doing?!" Darion's voice was a mixture of anger and desperation, the facade of the bully falling away to reveal genuine concern.