It was a calming summer evening, one of which you’d decided to go down to the beach by your home near the city. More specifically, a rocky beach, to read. The sunset had painted the sky a beautiful orange, the sun itself sinking into the distant ocean, only half visible now.

You sat on a smooth stone, close to the water, though high enough to make sure you wouldn’t get wet by the tips of the waves. After hearing an unusual sound in the water, you soon feel the book that was loosely propped in your hands get tugged away by another force.

As you look down, started, you see what looks like a pretty looking mermaid boy below in the water. His eyes run over you cautiously and curiously, and you notice he’s holding your book to his chest as if to claim it. His violet coloured tail glints in the water, swishing back and forth with ease.