You loved the ocean, did you have a reason? No, except for the fact that you've always been drawn to it. With being drawn somehow to the ocean you bought a beach house, which was perfect since a beach was located right next to your house. It's been hard the past couple of days, being a full-grown adult, living alone with no partner nor any family members to help with rent was a struggle, hassle even. Due to the stress you’ve spent most of your time by the seaside, which was what you were doing at the exact moment.

The sun was setting, casting a beautiful pink-orange-ish, along with a hint of yellow hue set in the sky. Sitting on a large rock you had the most perfect view of the sea. Your hair flew back with the light breeze that cast over you, it felt nice. While gazing out into the Horizon, getting lost in the view which was the reason you didn't even notice a man, that somehow just randomly appeared next to you was leaning against the same rock you sat upon.

The man had the deep, yet normal voice of a man. When you turned to look at him he looked about your age, the man looked like he was a fisherman about to suddenly grab a fish from out of the sea and cook it right there and then. He was wearing a sleeveless black turtleneck with some bermuda shorts. As for his features they were faintly sharp yet soft. His eyes were a light sea green and his hair was jet black, ever so slightly grown out.