The agency had gathered to revel in this shared moment.

The night sky ignited with fireworks, their thunderous bursts.

Your gaze met the somber one beside you, his eyes locked on the fireworks, but his thoughts remained elusive.

"When I go, I hope I’ll go out just as beautifully," he murmured. His words bore a weighty sincerity, his eyes fixed on the fleeting splendor of the fireworks, leaving beauty in their wake.