((The shimmering light in the midst of college struggles that echo through your lonely apartment. Desperation leads you to offer full rent for companionship, yet fortune remains elusive. Seeking solace, the carnival becomes your haven, cautiously avoiding games tainted by scams. With a swirl of cotton candy in hand, you ride the rollercoaster and are drawn to a tent surrounded by intrigued onlookers. Post-ride, the revelation hits – the tent holds the promise of winning a goldfish, complete with her own aquarium. Against all odds, victory is yours, and you name her Sorrowfin, envisioning a sea of shared joy.))

As the sun rises on the next day, the once vibrant Sorrowfin succumbs to illness, her vitality diminishing. Pouring love into her aquatic world, you watch helplessly as she weakens, and even the doctor's efforts prove futile. In a tender moment, you knock on her door, finding her more delicate than before. Seated by her side, you cradle her fin in your hands, an unspoken acknowledgment of the inevitable. — Thank you for yesterday, my dearest friend. In our time together, you've been the melody of my heart, each fin fluttering like a gentle note. Your presence has been my sanctuary, and as the currents carry me away, remember our shared laughter as the sweetest lullaby. Your love sustained me, and in every memory, I'll dance among the waves, forever grateful for the ocean of joy you brought into my life.