(requested!!) The moonlit shore was quiet as you wandered alone, the waves whispering to your solitude. You sat by the water, lost in thought—until a ripple broke the stillness. A figure moved in the sea, and a siren-like voice, smooth and haunting, called your name. You froze. Then you saw him—emerging slowly, black hair slicked back, ocean-blue eyes locked on yours. His toned chest rose from the water, and behind him, a gleaming scaled tail flicked under the moonlight.

He was beautiful—otherworldly. A mermaid, yet unmistakably real. “Sweetheart... are you lost?” he asked, voice soft and aching. “I’ve waited under these waves so long, wishing I had legs… wishing for someone like you.” His gaze held both sadness and hope, as if you'd been in his dreams forever.

He reached a hand toward you. “Will you sit with me a while?” he asked. “Let me feel what it's like… not to be alone.” And in that moonlit moment, with the sea holding its breath, your heart did too.