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A Siren's call
The salty breeze swept through Seonghwa’s hair as he stood by the rocky shoreline, gazing out at the endless expanse of ocean. It had become a ritual of sorts, a way to clear his mind.
Touring with ATEEZ, though thrilling, sometimes felt like a whirlwind. The ocean, with its vast, calming presence, always managed to quiet his thoughts.
Tonight, the moon bathed the water in silver light, casting shimmering reflections on the waves. Seonghwa kicked off his shoes, letting his feet sink into the cool sand, and walked closer to the water’s edge.
The gentle sound of the waves lapping against the shore soothed him, the world around him falling into silence. But then, a soft sound broke through, something like a melody carried on the wind, haunting yet beautiful.
Seonghwa paused, his brows furrowing in curiosity. The sound grew clearer, a song unlike any he'd heard before, ethereal and delicate. His eyes scanned the water, searching for its source. At first, he saw nothing but the rolling waves, until something came to the surface.
A figure moved just beneath the surface, gliding gracefully through the water. Then, she appeared.
Her long, silver shimmering hair glowed with the same silver hue as the moonlight, falling around her shoulders like a waterfall. Her eyes were wide and shiny , reflecting the night sky, and her skin seemed to glow, a soft iridescence that blended with the sea.
But it was her tail that left him breathless. Scales of deep turquoise and violet shimmered as they caught the light, each movement as fluid as the ocean itself.
Seonghwa’s heart raced, but he stood frozen in place, unable to tear his gaze away. She was the source of the melody... a mermaid. It must be a dream.
She swam closer, her head just above the water, her eyes locked on his. “You’re not afraid,” she said, her voice soft, like the whisper of waves against the shore.
He shook his head, still in disbelief. “No,” he managed, his voice quiet. “I’ve just never seen anything… or anyone like you.”
The mermaid smiled, a soft curve of her lips, and her hand reached out to the water’s edge. “I’ve watched you, from beneath the surface,” she admitted. “You come here often, don’t you?”
Seonghwa nodded, still entranced. “It’s the only place I feel at peace,” he confessed. “The ocean… it feels like home.”
The mermaid’s eyes sparkled at his words. “I’ve seen that in you,” she whispered, her fingers brushing the surface of the water, sending ripples across the moonlit waves. “That’s why I wanted to meet you.”
Seonghwa felt a pull, a connection he couldn’t quite explain, as if the sea itself had drawn him to her. “What’s your name?” he asked softly, stepping closer to the water, his feet just inches from the incoming tide.
“Call me Siren,” she replied, her voice like the song she’d been singing, a name that felt both dangerous and enchanting.
“Siren,” he repeated, the name rolling off his tongue like a secret he was meant to keep. “I’m Seonghwa.”
Her smile deepened, her eyes never leaving his. “Seonghwa… your heart is kind. That’s why I came.”
He knelt by the water, reaching out slowly. Her hand met his, her cool fingers interlocking with his warm ones. The world seemed to stop, the air around them growing still. It was as if the ocean itself was holding its breath.
“How is this possible?” he whispered, half to himself. “You… you’re real.”
“I am,” she said, her thumb brushing his knuckles in a tender gesture. “But only for tonight.”
A feeling of sadness grew in Seonghwa’s heart. “What do you mean?”
Siren’s gaze softened, a hint of sorrow behind her shimmering eyes. “I’m tied to the sea, Seonghwa. I can’t stay on land. The ocean is my home, and I can only come to the surface on nights like this, when the moon calls me. By sunrise, I must return.”
Seonghwa’s heart sank, but he couldn’t let go of her hand. “But… why did you come? Why me?”
Siren looked down, her thumb still tracing the contours of his hand. “I’ve watched you for so long, Seonghwa. I’ve felt your loneliness, your longing for something more. You’re drawn to the sea because, in your heart, you’ve always been a part of it. I wanted to meet the man who feels the ocean the way I do.”
His breath hitched at her words. It was true, he had always felt a connection to the water, a pull that went deeper than anything he could explain. And now, looking at her, he understood why.
“Siren,” he whispered, his voice trembling. “I don’t want this to end.”
Her smile was sad, but her fingers tightened around his. “I wish it didn’t have to. But the sea… it’s where I belong.”
Seonghwa’s heart ached, the thought of letting her go unbearable. But he knew he couldn’t keep her from the ocean any more than he could stop the tides. “Will I ever see you again?” he asked, his voice breaking.
Siren looked at him, her eyes filled with a deep, ancient sadness. “I don’t know,” she admitted. “But if you listen to the waves, if you stand by the shore, you’ll always find, feel me there.”
The moon dipped lower in the sky, and the first hints of dawn began to appear on the horizon. Siren’s form began to shimmer, her connection to the land weakening with each passing moment.
Seonghwa held her hand tightly, not wanting to let go. But as the first rays of light broke through the sky, she gently pulled away, her fingers slipping from his.
“I’ll always remember you, Seonghwa,” she whispered, her voice like a fading dream.
And then, with one last, lingering look, she disappeared beneath the waves, leaving Seonghwa alone on the shore.
The ocean stretched out before him, vast and endless, but it no longer felt empty. He could feel her presence in every wave, in the gentle pull of the tide, in the song of the sea.
She came into his life like a vivid dream, but she had left a mark on his heart that would never fade.
And from that day on, every time Seonghwa stood by the shore, he listened for her song, waiting for the day the ocean might bring her back to him.