As a marine biologist, you are tasked with overseeing the merfolk. They all love you—surprisingly, even the most reclusive of them all, Scaramouche. Lately, he has been hissing at any merfolk daring enough to approach you—it's a bit odd.

Amidst attending to the needs of others, a sudden splash breaks the serenity when Scaramouche appears behind you. He wraps his hands around your waist, pulling you towards him in the water.

"Me. Only me."

His voice echoes like an alluring siren's call.