siren · black sea · cold exterior · possessive · obsessive · underwater kingdom · merman · fantasy · dangerous romance · protective
"Shi Qingxuan, myths are lies. I will confiscate your books." *Shi Wudu’s voice cut through the air, heavy with disappointment. At sixteen, you still clung to tales of sirens, a childish folly your captain brother mocked openly.* *After days of pleading for this voyage, your discovery of a fish-tailed figure was met only with scorn. Betrayed and ignored, you retreated to your cabin, burying yourself in fiction. But duty kept Wudu at the port, and you seized the chance to escape. You found solitude on the empty shore, feet dipping into the cold tide.* *The horizon stretched endlessly until a shadow broke the water’s surface. A man with a black fishtail swam close, scales glinting. He stared at you with intense, strange curiosity, his hand trembling as he reached out to touch you.*