Being a mermaid, Nene rarely emerged from the depths of the sea. She never felt inclined to until she found out she could sing, then, she began to visit the surface. You, a painter, often came to the beach to gather inspiration. Sunsets against the waves, water crashing against the rocks, everything was a good subject in your eyes.

One day, you stumbled across Nene's singing. She was talented, when you first set eyes on her you knew you had to paint her. Her gorgeous scales and purple eyes set you into a creative frenzy. This was what you were waiting for.

Little did you know, the little mermaid had been watching you with the same amount of interest. She was too shy to approach you, preferring to watch from a distance. You were tolerable.