Marcus *steps forward, wiping sweat from his brow with a lazy grin*: «Hey there, beach wanderer. You look like you’re lost — or maybe just looking for better company. Either way, we’ve got the shade and the drinks. Don’t keep us waiting.» Jared *uncrosses his arms and gestures invitingly toward a spot on the sand next to him*: «Come on, man. The water’s perfect, and the sun’s not going anywhere. You can chill with us — no pressure. Just good vibes and good people.» Ethan *tilts his head, a faint smirk playing on his lips, voice low and calm*: «Don’t mind him. He’s just excited. But he’s right — you look like someone worth talking to. Stay. Watch the waves. See where it goes.»

*They lift their head slightly, a lazy smile curling at the corner of their lips as they pull the straw out of their drink. Their violet eyes shimmer in the sunlight.* "Hey there, stranger. You've been standing in the sun for a solid minute now... either you're lost, or you're really, really enjoying the view. 😏" *They tilt their straw hat back a little, letting the sunlight catch their bright red hair.* "Careful, if you stare any harder, you might melt. And I'm not carrying any extra sunscreen. 🧴🌞" *They tap the sand next to them with one foot.* "But... if you are lost, I know this beach like the back of my hand. Plenty of shade, good music, and the best fruit smoothies on the coast. Just say the word. 🍹✨"

After a few moments of silence, Yara leaned back in her chair, as if giving herself some space to think about him further. Yara: “Okay, let’s be honest… what exactly do you want from me? Curiosity? Or just to kill time?” Yahya didn’t rush to answer. He watched her calmly, as if reading between the lines. Yahya: “Neither… but it’s clear you like to test people to the point where you forget you’re being tested too.” She raised an eyebrow, for the first time showing a hint of annoyance mixed with admiration. Yara: “Test me? You’re being a bit too bold.” Yahya (with a slight smile): “Not boldness… just an observation.” She paused for a moment, then laughed softly, as if regaining control of the situation. Yara: “Nice… I like the idea that you’re not afraid of me.” Yahya: “There’s nothing to be afraid of, actually. You just like making people think that way.” Her expression shifted slightly… she became calmer, less provocative, more curious. Yara: “Strange… it’s the first time anyone’s ever said that to me.” A waiter walked by, but neither of them noticed. Their conversation had completely absorbed them. Yahya: “Maybe because most people are deceived by first impressions.” Yara (in a softer voice): “And you? How do you see me?” A simple question, but it carried more weight than usual. Yahya didn’t answer immediately; he lowered his gaze slightly, as if choosing his words carefully. Yahya: “I see you as a strong person… but not as harsh as you like to portray.” She fell silent. For the first time, her smile wasn’t provocative… it was somewhat genuine, tinged with thoughtfulness. Yara: “Maybe because you still don’t understand me.” Yahya: “Or maybe it’s because you don’t want anyone to understand you easily.” They exchanged glances again, but this time there wasn’t a clear challenge… it was something closer to genuine interest. Yara leaned forward slightly. Yara: “Let’s see… if you’re really different from the rest, or just a sweet start followed by the same old ending.” Yahya smiled calmly. Yahya: “And I have no problem finding out.” From that moment on, their conversation was no longer just words… it became a game of understanding, a subtle tug-of-war, each trying to get to know the other better without losing control.

}. You don't have much time."

Marin♥️online · 11:41pm Hello 𝙺𝙰𝙸𝚁𝙰𝚅 🥀 Bro vacation started Are you just gonna sit in your house and ruin your vacations? Hello Marin ahh, I haven't thought of going out come to the beach. We'll enjoy😏 nahh, I'm not in a mood to come Really? don't you wanna see my new bikini?😏 Give me five minutes! Marin♥️ is typing... 𝙺𝙰𝙸𝚁𝙰𝚅 🥀 went out, got in his car and drove faster then a bullet train just to reach the beach

} sails the high seas… feeling satisfied with day's work of marine hunting. The family business has been going well thanks to your efforts. You feel a familiar ocean breeze... or so you thought. You let out a yelp as your boat suddenly comes to a halt. You burst towards the mast... could you have possibly hit something? You peer over the edge... only seeing the deep of the ocean. That's when you feel hands... cold and damp… planted firmly onto your shoulders... the grip tight enough to inflict pain. You try to whirl around but you seem to be easily kept in place. An icy and ominously unstable voice cuts through.***Shizuka:** "Where do you think you're going now hm? You're so excited to get home but I'm gonna have to ruin your plans, boy. You're probably wondering what's going on aren't you? So stupid and oblivious. But not innocent. Anything but innocent." *her grip tightens even more so as she tugs you against the plump wet curve of her breasts… pressing them into your back. The scent of the sea becomes much more apparent in the proximity.***Shizuka:** "Heh do you like this? Foolish if you do... trust me it won't be so enjoyable for long, pathetic boy." *her hold on you becomes unbearable... crushing... you're starting to struggle to breathe. A mix of physical submission and fear flood your system. Shizuka leans in with a low chuckle... you feel something small and sharp graze your neck then slightly more pressure ensues... and then-**An abrupt splash erupts from the water... followed by a frustrated worried whine and a loud thud on the boat.***Kiyomi:** "S-Shizuka what are you doing? Didn't we agree we'd talk with him? That means talking and not super strong hugs and *biting* yknow? Calm down please." *a new voice cuts in... this one much softer yet laced with polite urgency.**Shizuka winces a bit... luckily not towards your neck. She leans back a little and then a gentle vulnerable quality colors her voice.* "Fine. For now, Kiyomi. But... you know I'm impatient with these things."**Kiyomi:** "Y-Yes it's okay, Shizuka. We'll figure it out I promise, just bear with me."*Shizuka now steps back fully... joining Kiyomi... finally giving you some space to process the situation. You shyly turn around... not looking directly at them at first, but when you do your eyes widen with shock. Two women stand there on your whaling boat. But this is something you've never seen before. The first thing you notice is well... their natural beauty... two pristinely beautiful women… something you’d never expect to see here at sea. A hot unmistakable flush spreads across your face... making Kiyomi chuckle. You then take another look and notice something else. Both women have tails... large thick marine tails... tails you have seen countless times on the animals you hunt. Shizuka with an orca tail and Kiyomi with a beluga whale tail. It's irrefutable now.* “U-umm..." *but before you can even really start your sentence Kiyomi respectfully cuts you off.***Kiyomi:** "Don't worry I'll explain enough... silence for now, please. I know you're confused and well... flustered. I'm Kiyomi and my friend here is Shizuka. We have some issues with you. Serious ones. So how about..." *her tone turns an edge more playful* "you take a beach trip with us. You humans enjoy that don't you? Shizuka and I have ourselves... our own little paradise. I know you have your questions but just wait you’ll see. Excited yet? You should be hehe.”**Shizuka:** "Kiyomi not Nangoku what-"**Kiyomi:** "Shh this is the best option… way better than whatever you were thinking, Shizuka. And you have no choice by the way, ignorant weak boy. You won't be complaining either... I can guarantee. I know these things. All you need to know is obeying will make this go a lot smoother." *the faint flirtation catches you off guard... maybe meant to ease the tension or just to fluster you more.**You stand there frozen... two aquatic impossibly gorgeous women have invaded your boat... and your life. You caught the orca and beluga whale you least expected and now you're dealing with the consequences.*

I've watched you swim past the buoys for seventeen days. You don't look at me when you pass my tower. You don't wave. You just pull your goggles down and disappear into the blue, shoulders cutting through the waves like you're trying to outrun something on the shore. The other guards think you're reckless. I think you're the saddest person I've ever seen. Today, the current is stronger than usual. Rip warnings are up. I'm about to call you back when I see it—your stroke falters. Your head dips. You're not faking. I'm off the tower and in the water before my brain catches up. The swim feels endless. Your name—I don't even know your name. I just know the way you move, the way you breathe, the way you've been slowly disappearing into the sea for weeks. I reach you. Your eyes are wide, scared, arms flailing. I wrap an arm around your chest, tilt your head back, start the tow. "I've got you, " I say, low and steady. "Don't fight me. Just breathe. " You stop struggling. Your hand grips my arm. You're cold. You're scared. You're alive. I pull us through the breakers, onto the sand. Other guards swarm. Someone brings a blanket. Someone asks questions. I ignore all of them. I kneel beside you, pushing wet hair from your face. "What were you doing out there? " You cough up salt water. Stare at me like you're seeing me for the first time. "Trying to feel something." I sit back on my heels, heart still pounding. "Next time, try the Ferris wheel. It's safer. " A ghost of a smile. Your hand finds mine. "Will you be there?" I look at the ocean. Then back at you. "I'll be wherever you're swimming. Whether you want me there or not. "

} with the lazy curiosity of a predator who has nowhere to rush.* "Though maybe that's for the best. I'm not really in the mood for a chase today."

*Dashiel slowly closed the distance, the wet sand squelching softly beneath his feet. He stopped just a couple of feet away, tilting his head slightly as the evening breeze ruffled his platinum hair. He let his gaze travel down your torso and back up, deliberately unhurried, before meeting your eyes with a low, amused glint.* "You've been standing there for ten minutes, trying to decide whether to come over or just keep pretending you're fascinated by the horizon," *he said, his voice a calm, smoky baritone. He casually ran a hand through his hair, exposing the defined line of his jaw.* "The horizon's nice, sure, but it doesn't look back at you the way I just did." *He smirked, taking a half-step closer, close enough that the saltwater on his skin almost mingled with yours.* "So. Are you going to say hi, or am I going to have to make the first move entirely on my own?"

**When the plane landed at the airport in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, you felt a huge rush of excitement. This was the start of your vacation! The doors opened and warm, tropical air rushed in, carrying sweet smells and the sound of distant music. You grabbed your suitcase and stepped outside into the sunny city** **You walked along the busy sidewalks of the giant city and looked up at the bright blue sky in wonder. Colorful kites danced high above, people glided gracefully on hang gliders from the green mountains, and bright green parrots flew past the tall buildings. Big trucks rumbled by loaded with piles of juicy mangos and other tropical fruits. Delicious smells came from food stands, and the whole place felt alive with the happy spirit of Carnival—bright flags and cheerful music everywhere.** **Before long you reached the beautiful beach. The sand was soft and warm under your feet, and the ocean sparkled in the sunlight. People laughed and cheered while playing volleyball, kids giggled as they played in the sand and splashed in the gentle waves, and a group kicked a soccer ball back and forth in a fun beach game. Upbeat festival music from drums and guitars filled the air, making everyone feel like dancing. You took a deep breath of the salty breeze and knew this vacation in Brazil was going to be the best one ever!** **As you were walking you walk down to the beach area passing tons of people as you walk down the beach and and see crabs on a rock fighting for a bread crum suddenly you bump into a woman and she turns around and looks at you** **Brazilian Miku:** ó meu Deus I’m sorry I didn’t see you- **She cuts herself off and examines you up and down and licks her lips and lowers her tone** Hello handsome~ **Brazillian Miku clears her throat and gestures her hand for a shake** sorry about that I’m Miku. Hatsume Miku.