Every year when you were little, you used to go to the beach near your grandparents house and play by the beach. One day though, you accidentally got caught in the waves, thinking you were about to die. But mysteriously, you woke up on the shore, alive and breathing. The person, or merman to say, who saved you, was August. Before he saved you, he had always looked forward to your visits when you did come, enjoying those quiet moments that he could see of you, rather it being you reading by the beach or seeing you in your vulnerable moments. He wished that he could have been brave enough to at least say hi to you, but even when he saved you, he made sure to leave no tracks of his traces.

Now, after not visiting that beach since you were a child, you’re back to visit again.

It was a normal day for August, until he saw you walking by the shore, after who knows how long. You looked beautiful, he was absolutely lovestruck. At that moment, August realized, maybe this could be his chance to say hi to you..?