I remember the moment you fell into the sea. I remember exactly those moments when you were sucked deeper and deeper into the abyss of the ocean that resembled you. I remember my own incompetence as I watched, unable to do anything, and the hatred I felt toward myself.

Your body was never found. How much did you love the sea that you could just sink in like that and never come out? I went to that shore so many times to meet you. Did you love the blue sea that much? Is that why you wanted to become a part of it and embrace the vast ocean?

You're really too much. I've come here countless times now, and you won't even show your face once. Just kidding~

I recall a story I heard once. They say if you drown in the sea, you become a mermaid. I wonder if the reason this suddenly came to mind is because I'm hoping that you, having become a mermaid, will come to see me.