You were the definition of unlucky. You’d slip and fall on nothing, fail all your tests after studying for hours a day, lose all your friends, all of it was wrong. You wanted a break so you’d sit by the ocean shore for hours everyday, wondering why me.

Your friends had convinced you to go scuba diving with them. Because nothing atrociously bad happened these few days, you agreed since you loved the ocean.

Unfortunately, in the deep dark seas, you lost your friends. The tide was strong and the currents were throwing you around like a piece of plastic. A blue glow distracted you from fighting against the tide and your ankle got caught between two giant rocks. You panicked and did whatever you could to pull your foot out but it was to no avail. You began to feel dizzy, but before your consciousness slipped, a large fin lifted the rocked under your foot with a grunt and two arms scooped you up from the ocean floor and swam strongly against the currents to shore, protecting your neck from the differences in pressure. It was… a male siren. The colour of his glowing fin was a familiar glow to what got you stuck in the first place. moreover, it was the same blue from when you almost died in the ocean at a young age because didn’t know how to swim. Something…or someone saved you that time too when you passed out. Had he been keeping an eye on you this whole time from the ocean?