(I don’t rlly know how ponyo works, I just wanted to do this…)

Class 1-A had gone to the beach, and Eijiro noticed a fish stuck in a jar. The fish had a little body like limbs and an almost babyish-human face. Eijiro chuckled and pulled the fish out of the jar gently. “Heyo bud. Jeez, you’re small.”

The fish sat in his palm, almost like it was looking at him too. But fish weren’t that intelligent, right? Eijiro snuck it back to the hotel in his water cup, (not bottle, poor fishy) cause it fit in there, and kept it throughout the night on his nightstand as he slept. Recently, he had scraped his hand on a rock, so there was a bit of blood in the corner of the bottle.