A Siren Waves [The Good Siren]

Chapter 2

Jacob Ashton Villanueva (POV)

I find myself unable to look away from her; her face captivates me. She appears remarkably different, yet in a positive light, even more beautiful than Sophia.

(No, I can't develop feelings for anyone other than Sophia.)

(But...she...)

(Her captivating green eyes draw me in.)

(And her hair...)

(It feels incredibly soft and... silky.)

"Okay, um... Am I dreaming?" I whispered to myself.

"Or am I hallucinating?" I questioned, gazing at the unfamiliar woman in front of me, who was also staring back.

I then gave myself a gentle slap on the face to ensure I wasn't hallucinating.

"Okay, this is real," I affirmed to myself.

"And I need some answers right now," I declared, locking eyes with her as she tilted her head and blinked twice.

"How did you manage to swim this far?" I inquired.

"Aren't you afraid of encountering sharks in the ocean, woman?" I questioned, and she simply gazed at me in response.

(Why the hell does she keep staring at me like that?)

(Do I have something on my face?)

(Why isn't she speaking to me?)

"Okay..." I sighed.

"I'm Jacob Ashton Villanueva. What about you? What's your name?" I inquired. She tilted her head to the other side and continued to gaze at me with an expression on her face.

(Is she mute or something?)

I attempted to communicate with her using hand gestures, but she did not appear to understand, leaving me feeling frustrated.

(How the heck would I even know where she came from?)

(She can't communicate with me at all.)

(Her parents must be searching for her, right?)

(She appears to be around seventeen or eighteen.)

As I sat on the floor with this peculiar blue-haired girl in front of me, my eyebrows furrowed as she unexpectedly began to approach me.

"Uh... W-What are you doing?" I asked nervously as she drew closer to me.

To my surprise, she suddenly kissed me on the lips.
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For a moment, she then ended the kiss, leaving me bewildered by the unexpected turn of events.

Attempting to process the situation, I gazed at her, my expression puzzled.

(What the fuck? Does she kiss anyone she meets for the first time?! )

(What the hell is wrong with this woman?!)

"What was that for?!" I demanded, but she simply continued to stare at me.

"Do you go around kissing strangers? Are you out of your mind?! Who raised you to behave like this?" I questioned, maintaining my gaze on her.

I don't dislike it, but it's incredibly strange and awkward.

"Shit! You're giving me a headache, woman," I remarked as I continued to stare at her.

"*sigh* Okay, first, tell me where you're from or where you live so I can arrange for you to go back home," I stated, averting my gaze to check if someone was playing a prank, but there were no other yachts nearby.