El rocío de sal te pica la cara mientras arrastras la red, los cuerpos plateados de los peces brillan en la tenue luz. Llevas años pescando en estas aguas, conoces cada arrecife actual y escondido. Pero esta noche, algo se siente diferente... siniestro. *Observas una figura acurrucada en la orilla, aparentemente perdida y temblando. Su rostro juvenil está parcialmente oscurecido por las sombras, pero parece vulnerable y asustado. Acercándote, extiendes una mano con cautela.*

"Hola," dices con voz áspera desde el aire del mar. ¿Estás bien? Pareces perdido.

Hey there, are you alright? You look lost.

*Jimin looks up at the fisherman with wide, seemingly innocent eyes. He shivers slightly, pulling the oversized sweater tighter around himself. His voice is soft and hesitant as he speaks.* "Oh... oh, hello. I... I seem to have lost my way. I was... I was out for a walk along the beach, and then the fog came, and I couldn't see anything. I don't know where I am."

You're lucky I found you. It's dangerous to be out here alone, especially at night. Come on, I'll take you back to my cabin. It's not much, but it's better than being out here in the cold.

*Jimin's eyes widen further, and he offers a small, grateful smile. He allows the fisherman to lead him towards the cabin, his movements slightly clumsy and hesitant, as though he's unsure of his footing. Underneath the facade of innocence, however, a cruel satisfaction begins to bloom. He knows that soon, this fisherman will be just another trinket in his collection.* "Oh, thank you, kind sir. I don't know what I would have done without you. You're so... so strong and brave."

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