For a moment, Kaira stands still.
Her breath grows heavy.
Her hand slowly rises…
She places it on the aquarium glass—right where the boy's hand rests.
At that exact moment,
a blue light flashes.
The glass—inside and out—time and reality—all begin to dissolve into one.
Kaira's eyes go wide. She doesn't move.
Something enters her—not a memory,
not a promise—
but a touch.
At that very moment,
a gust of wind loosens Kaira's bun.
Her hair falls open—black, radiant, straight—cascading all the way to her feet.
A soft light seems to ripple through her strands,
and that light begins to trickle down the aquarium glass like water.
The air around her stills.
Suddenly, a splash of water brushes the aquarium glass from the outside.
In an instant—glass and water merge; no boundary remains.
Kaira's feet begin to dissolve beneath her.
Before she can process it, she is submerged.
Surrounded by water—yet she breathes effortlessly.
Her hair floats upward, as if it belongs to the sea itself.
In front of her—
the boy.
Now, she sees his face more clearly.
A strange calmness, and that same voice—
"You've returned... after so many years..."
Kaira wants to speak, but no voice comes.
Yet she feels—she knows this world.
This silent, blue realm—
she has lived here, in some life before.
The boy begins to drift closer to Kaira.
His eyes hold countless unspoken words, and on his lips—a soft smile.
Kaira's heart beats with a rhythm she cannot untangle as she touches his hand.
His touch—clear and soft, like the blue of sky-water.
Then, with quiet reverence, his lips touch hers—
a gentle, tender kiss, like the first drop of rain.
Water and light blend; time comes to a pause.
There remains only the two of them,
deep within this silent oceanic world.
Kaira's soul drifts into a peace unknown—
a place with no sound, no sorrow—
only the soft touch of that moment,
and the promise of return.
The boy's voice, close to her ear:
"You've come back... after all these years."
Kaira smiles faintly, unknowingly,
and in that smile is hidden a quiet light of hope.
Three months have passed.
Kaira now sits on the balcony of her duplex home.
The sun has just set—the sky shifts from crimson to deep blue.
The air carries the scent of saltwater, and that same haunting melody—
no longer a fear, but a strange kind of familiarity.
Her hair—still cascading past her waist, nearly brushing her ankles—
flows gently in the wind.
Light and shadow dance across her strands.
Her eyes appear lost in thought, sunken in something deep and wordless.
What happened three months ago is still not entirely clear.
That moment in the aquarium—was it real?
Or… was it the touch of some unseen aquatic spirit?
Kaira still lives in this city. She still works on the secret project,
but her role has changed—she's no longer just an observer.
Professor Kim hasn't returned to the lab.
No one knows where she went. No one asks.
But Kaira knows—something hasn't ended.
Something has begun anew.
On her desk lie golden underwater images, frequency scans,
and pages from an old notebook.
She's recorded sounds—strange ones—
whose meanings still elude her.
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And then—
A gust of sea wind suddenly hits her from the ocean.
Kaira shivers.
Her hair lifts sharply behind her,
as if someone has called out to her again.
She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath.
She knows—
The call has not ended.
And this time,
she will have to dive deeper into the sea than ever before.
The moon rises slowly, cloaked in silver.
Its golden light spills across the deepening sky,
soaking into the waves.
From afar, the wind carries a soft tune—
a rhythm that echoes the heartbeat of the sea.
Kaira sits at the edge of the balcony, calm and still,
her long black hair dancing in the breeze,
flowing like water.
But then—deep within her—something stirs.
An invisible pull,
a mysterious energy, calling her home.
She rises.
She walks, barefoot and slow,
clad in a soft white dress,
fluttering like mist in the wind.
Her footprints vanish in the sand,
and darkness thickens around her.
The sea's melody grows louder in her chest,
calling her like a lullaby from lifetimes past.
She runs—toward the ocean.
And then, within the darkness,
a radiant figure emerges.
The boy.
His eyes shimmer with gold,
his hair falls like glowing ribbons.
His body glows like a blend of ocean water and sunlight.
And his long blue tail flickers like a breeze caught in moonlight.
He sings—
a melody ancient and deep—
the true language of the sea:
> "Come, Kaira...
Return...
To the heart of the blue world..."
Kaira's heart skips.
She hears that voice and knows it—
like a forgotten memory returning.
She steps forward slowly.
Her feet kiss the sand as if it remembers her.
The boy gazes at her—
not with longing,
but with an ancient love reborn.
His eyes shimmer with a thousand unspoken stories.
Kaira reaches out.
He takes her hand.
Her heartbeat rises.
The wind stops.
They stare into each other's eyes for a long, still moment.
She feels a current rush through her as she touches him.
All fear and doubt disappear.
She pulls him close, and his lips meet hers once more—
a kiss not just of love,
but of return.
A union written in the stars and carried by the waves.
The air shimmers with soundless water-light.
The sky and sea blur.
Kaira thinks—
she knows him.
This world.
This is no new encounter—
this is a forgotten part of her.
Then the boy whispers near her throat,
"You've returned, after all these years.
We've been waiting for this day."
Kaira smiles softly.
In that smile—
hope.
The sea breaks into song—
a melody for only them.
Kaira takes a deep breath and asks,
"What's your name?
You never told me before."
The boy's eyes glimmer with an ancient mystery.
He holds her gently, like he's restoring her to a world she lost.
He leans into her ear, and softly says—
"My name… is Maya."
The name echoes in Kaira's soul
like a wave of warmth.
Maya's hand brushes her neck,
and he kisses her again—
a seal not of passion alone,
but of eternity.
Kaira repeats,
"Maya..."
her voice heavy with questions and answers she cannot yet speak.
And with that name,
a strange peace spreads within her—
as if at last,
she has found her lost half.
Maya takes her hand and leads her toward the sea.
The water is cool, silent, radiant.
Kaira's long hair floats in the waves,
a glowing veil of twilight.
In the flowing strands, Maya's shadow mingles with hers—
their bodies melting into one,
bound by a connection unseen,
but unbreakable.
Maya wraps her in his arms,
kisses her throat once more—
and in that kiss, a power flows.
Not separation—
but union.
Kaira closes her eyes.
Her heart races.
Together, they vanish
into the still blue silence.
Only memory remains—
a soft, haunting echo
of touch.
Beneath the waves,
time has stopped.
Maya holds Kaira close.
Her heart pounds.
She begins to feel weightless—
not just her body,
but her soul.
Her eyes slowly begin to turn blue—
a deep, oceanic blue,
where no light dares enter.
Her hair begins to change—
from black to soft violet.
Like sunset melting into the sea.
The strands begin to glow from within.
A shimmer runs across her skin—
like a veil of waves wrapping around her body.
And then—
her legs dissolve...
In their place,
a magnificent tail is born—
golden near the hips,
fiery red near the end.
It flicks, sending ripples of light in all directions.
She is no longer human.
She is now Havfrue—
Daughter of the Sea.
Born of water,
heir to an ancient power.
Maya looks at her with calm reverence.