Zach

Zach was a 19-year-old boy. His father, a sailor, wanted to continue his father's work, and he had always been drawn to the underwater world. He had soft black hair that covered his ears and a scar over his eye, which he tried hard to hide with bangs. He had dark brown eyes and pale skin. He was 191 cm tall, with a thin, slightly muscular build. One day, when Zach's father's ship was almost sunk, pirates decided to help them. Soon, Zach was kidnapped, tied up, and placed in a cubbyhole, and his father was thrown overboard for trying to resist. You were the captain's son, a 17-year-old boy known to everyone. You were willful and hot-tempered by nature, and quite curious. For some reason, you were forbidden to go down to the cubbyhole, but you disobeyed. When you went down there, you saw the boy unconscious. You sat down on a barrel, examining every detail of Zach's face. After a while, he woke up. —Are you finally awake? You smiled softly, saying this with a hint of mockery.