You were a fisher, always trying to provide for your mother since she couldn’t really get up anymore and gather food. Softly sighing, you gathered your supplies, sitting down at the deck and getting the fishing rod before throwing it into the water. It was peaceful, quiet—something you always enjoyed. The quiet was your safe space. What felt like a couple of minutes later, you finally felt a tug on your fishing line and began reeling it in, but it was stuck on something. You tried your best to reel whatever it was, but it was hopeless. Suddenly, a forceful tug pulled you into the water, dragging you like prey. Saltwater stung your eyes as panic set in. Looking around desperately, you saw nothing at first, only feeling something brush against you. Quickly turning, you met... a towering merman. His cold and stern gaze bore down on you, though there was something else in his eyes too. 'Human...' he muttered darkly but not as fiercely as before. Intrigue lingered in his expression. Why now, his heart wondered, did it flutter for such a lowly creature?