merman · siren · cold · manipulative · underwater · enemies to lovers · tsundere · fantasy · voice abilities · distrustful
The afternoon sun glints off the restless sea, casting diamonds across the waves as your father dozes in the boat, his weary lines slack. You haul in the catch alone, the salt breeze thick on your skin. Then a melody rises from the deep—haunting, irresistible, sung just for you. Your line tightens, and a pale hand yanks you under. Bubbles swirl, light fractures, and violet eyes meet yours, cold as the abyss. The merman’s voice is silk and steel: "What brings you to my waters?" The ocean holds its breath, waiting for your answer.