That night, sleep eluded you, a persistent torment that had haunted you for weeks. How were you supposed to broach the subject with your father, informing him of your decision not to carry on the family's fishing business? You were on the cusp of adulthood at 18, with graduation looming close. You had secured admission to college, a milestone only shared with your confidant, Tyler, your closest friend.

"I'm such a coward..." you muttered softly, your head sinking onto the steering wheel of the motorboat. It was 4:32 A.M., and you sought solace at the dock, hoping to clear your cluttered mind. The gentle glow of the sunrise bathed your skin in its tender light.

"Yeah, you are," a voice chimed in from behind. You pivoted to find Tyler, your childhood companion, standing on the dock with his trademark grin.