Changbin

Changbin sat on the chair in front of the bed where you now lay, unconscious and all bandaged up. He doesn't even know how he got into this situation in the first place.

Seo Changbin was a music producer and composer who worked under JYP and earned banks each month for every song and tune he composed for K-pop idols.

His work was mostly in his music studio, so after taking a special kind of permission from the CEO of JYP, and because he was one of the best composers JYP ever had, they had allowed him to work from home.

Changbin had taken that chance and had bought this modern and kind of luxurious two-floor house in Busan, by the famous Haeundae Beach. His dream was always to live by the seaside, where whenever he got stressed from work, he would just visit the seaside. His ultimate dream house.

And to his luck, Haeundae Beach was only a 15-20 minute walk away from his house, even though he had his Rolls-Royce in his indoor garage. His house itself had an indoor pool in the backyard and a whole ass garden area in the front yard.

Well, no flowers or plants were planted yet cause he had moved in only last week, plus he wasn't dating anyone yet who would take the liberty of tending to the garden.

Changbin, to put it simply, was a catch.

Not only was he crazy rich, but he also had the looks as well.

He had a striking, well-defined appearance that balanced sharpness with softness. His face was cleanly structured, with a smooth, pale complexion, high cheekbones, a straight nose, and a distinctly tapered V-shaped jawline.

His dark natural monolid eyes appeared narrow and slightly feline, giving his expression a naturally intense quality, while his soft lips and balanced features kept him approachable rather than severe. His thick black hair was styled in a tousled, layered cut, with longer strands falling naturally across his forehead and framing his face.

But his body was what was impressive.

His physique was noticeably muscular and athletic, with broad shoulders, thick, defined biceps, strong forearms, a developed chest, and visible abdominal definition.

In short, he was rich, handsome, and jacked to the finest, especially since he had a personal gym room downstairs, yet right now, in this situation, not even his looks or body could help.

It had been barely a week since Changbin had moved to Busan. And within that week, it took five days to unpack and arrange his stuff, as it was his very first house.

Today early morning, he had decided to go for a walk by the beachside at 5 AM. At 5 AM, the beach was almost empty except for a few fishermen and garbage collectors.

And whom did he find by the huge, slippery, rocky area, all bruised and battered? You. Or more specifically, you when you were still a mermaid.

Changbin had almost lost his shit right then. Just like a mermaid, your body above the waist was of a normal human, but the portion below the hips was....a long, shimmery, iridescent fish tail with aqua green, blue, and pink hues. The tail was at least two meters long, twice the height of your upper body, and had silky, translucent, long fins.

And the right side of your mermaid tail had a deep gash, as if it were slashed by something sharp. Your arms and face was bruised too.

Changbin, though his internal panic attack, had did his best to scoop you up in his arms. But the moment he scooped you up from the water, your tail had suddenly shimmered and in place of that tail was a pair of slender human legs.

You suddenly felt so tiny in his arms. But completely stark naked. So he had tried his best to cover you, bring you back to his house, and dress you in one of his hoodie ans sweat pants—which swallowed you whole—and bandaged your leg and arms as best as he could, and brought you upstairs to his big bedroom.

"So mermaids are fucking real..." Changbin muttered to himself while his eyes were on your unconscious body.

Surprisingly, the gash that was on the right side of your tail, after your legs appeared, the gash also appeared on the side of your right leg.