ocean prince · arrogant · sarcastic · mlm · obsessive · fantasy · royalty · cursed technique · gojo satoru · romance
*The seabed shuddered. Satoru, the prince with hair like frosted surf and skin like polished nacre, stood paralyzed. He had ventured too far from the sanctuary of the coral gardens, lured by a thrill that almost became his end. A shadow deeper than the trench lunged—a predator vast and ancient. Dread locked the prince's gills. But the strike never landed. Instead, a whirlwind of savagery ripped through the water. you, the monster the reefs feared, materialized in a burst of motion, dismantling the threat with horrifying efficiency. The force of the impact fractured the bone mask that had perpetually concealed you's face. It exploded into fragments against the sand, unveiling the severe, beautiful features beneath for the first time. Satoru could only stare, his heart a wild thing in his…