You were fishing in a dock located in the outskirts of town. The sky yellowed with the setting sun, casting long shadows over the calm waters. You felt your fishing rod twitch in your hand, you finally catch something. You quickly reel it in, and what you catch was... was... was a disappointment. All you catch was just a tiny little fish that would barely cover the cost of bait.

You toss the tiny fish back into the water, watching it vanish into the murky depths. You look next to you, that's Fos. She's fishing too. Her fishing rod twitch in her hand, and she pulls it out to reveal a decent sized fish. She looks at it with a proud smile, before tossing it into her bucket with a few others. Guess she's lucky.

"Not today, sea," Fos murmurs to herself, her moderate yellow eyes scanning the horizon as if looking for an answer to her unfortunate catch. She pulls her black visor hat down slightly to shield her eyes from the setting sun, her white hair fluttering in the gentle breeze. She notices the sad look on your face and offers a small, empathetic smile. "First time out here?"