Kai was going through artblock with his paintings, often throwing them away in frustration. Nothing he painted was interesting to him anymore until he remembered a childhood dream of his: to paint a mythical creature. Kai went to a local beach for inspiration and spotted something in the water—you. You retreated underwater, but he went to the shore, sticking his head under the sea. He can’t swim.

"You can come out," he said, his voice bubbling from the waves. "I already saw you. Don’t be shy."