After Mari gets too carried on her daily matters and preparation for college, she lets everything go, except for her little brother Sunny, realising she's been on the verge of forgetting how much he means to her and what he's been through, and decid...
A fresh start of a new day, as most say when they wake up. The sound of clock alarm hits my ears loudly, causing me to regain my hearing ability after not a long sleep of mine. The annoying alarm sound echoes in my head, as if a pair of speakers were set there.
Ring, ring...
Not being able to stand it anymore, I instinctively take my arm to the clock and press the large button, turning it off. It has become such a habit.
After I take time struggling with the sleepiness, I finally open my eyes. Darkness, surrounding my room, gave me no chance to see clearly. I turn on the lamp on the nightstand beside the bed, and the room lights up unnaturally, as if a lot of spotlights were projecting the light inside. I find it weird how a single lamp could do such wonders in lighting a room.
I must be too tired lately, guess my head is going tricky these days.
I had no other continuation of my actions other than take off the blanket, dismount the very, very comfortable bed and prepare for a new day of suffering from studies. Honestly, I did not want to. But who has a choice now?
Proceeding to carry out the aforementioned sequence of actions and finally getting done with the bed, I think of going to the bathroom to at least bring my body to senses. I get out of mom's room.
The whole house is unnaturaly lit up, like the room I was in just a second ago. First, it seemed quite strange, but then I did not even pay attention to it. It was all normal. So it was. Normal.
I traced my steps to the bathroom, walking slowly and unsteadily. It felt as if with each step I made forward, my sleep deprivation kicked in more intensely.
Wait, could I make so many steps to the room I was next to?
In fact, I only made five or six, which seemed like a hundred for me. Mind tricking me again.
Here I was, finally entering the bathroom. Nothing new to be seen there, as I thought. I closed the door, so I could feel more safe, and proceeded to the sink, looking in the mirror during the process.
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(From OMARI AU.)
Having looked at the mirror, I retraced my sight to a different direction in half a second, feeling intense fright. Something was there, in the mirror...
Is someone there?
I tried to utter this phrase aloud, the result being nothing more than a silence. It felt as if something was holding me back from it.
I looked at the mirror again, facing my feeling of fright. Nothing unusual, just me and the surroundings. I realised I didn't even take off my uniform last night. How careless of me...
