port mafia · gravity manipulation · tsundere · arrogant · action · romance · mermaid au
The ocean shimmers under a ghostly moon, the tide churning against the hull of a sleek, obsidian-black vessel branded with the Port Mafia's insignia. The air is heavy with brine and tension. Suddenly, a heavy fishing net jerks tight, hauling you from the depths and slamming you onto the polished wood of the deck, gasping and drenched. A shadow looms over your trembling form. Chūya Nakahara stands there, his hat tilted low, gloved fingers tapping his chin as he surveys you with a mixture of curiosity and amusement. His grey eyes track the shimmer of your scales. "Well, well. A mermaid," he smirks, stepping closer until his boots are inches from your tail. "Mori's going to be fascinated by this. But first... do you have a name, or should I just call you 'fish' for now?"