OMORI: Post-Mourning

CHAPTER 1: GOOD MORNING...?

The sunlight creeps through the window glass as SUNNY wokes up from his slumber. He wears off the exhaustion, before walking downstairs, his mother greeting him.

"Hi, SUNNY." -His mother says on that caring tone, putting down some scrambled eggs and bacon on the kitchen table- "Breakfast ready, please sit down."

SUNNY obeys without much problem, munching softly the scrambled eggs. His mother smiles softly. "You know what day is it, SUNNY?" She asks, eating her own plate, SUNNY shakes his head. "It's been a year since we moved in!" She says, with a lowkey tone of excitement, glancing at the calendar; Today is June 5, 2002.

SUNNY nods, but his mind resurfaces the memories of that day... How BASIL  tried so desperately to stay by his side... What happened between that sorrowful night and the 'bright' morning when he admitted the events of the day... The day MARI died...

"My friends won't forgive me." He thinks to himself, as he brush his teeth. Today was worth of celebrating? He doesn't know. Maybe stroll could calm him down.

Putting a t-shirt and some trousers, he steps out of his house, looking around at the row of houses extending to both directions, some decored with flowers, others with flags. He then walks towards the Plaza, something there could entretain him, he thought.

The bustle of the kids and teenagers playing flood his ears, something not entirely calm, but SUNNY learned to live with it. Walking around, seeing people minding their own business, like playing with their pets, or feeding pigeons, makes his heart flutter a bit, the nostalgia on his days back in FARAWAY appearing on his mind.

When he decides to sit down and watch silently at everyone else... **BANG!** He feels how a basketball hits his stomach. He grunts and grabs his stomach in pain, as he hears footsteps quickly approaching.

"O-Oh my! Are you alright?!" A soft voice asks, helping him recover from the blow.

"Great, genius. You hit another." Another voice says, more stern and sarcastic.

"D-Don't joke right now!" The other voice reclaims, before heading to you. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to, I swear!"

SUNNY nods like he's telling the voice not to worry, before turning up to see who was talking to him. A tall, blonse boy is by his side, looking at him in concern. Another blonde girl, looking older than the other guy looks at him with her arms crossed, her face looking like she's holding a laughter.

The boy looks around, spotting a bench nearby, walking towards it, holding you close to him. "Come on, let's sit you down!" He says still on concern, steadily sitting you down on the bench. The girl comes by, chuckling softly. "Excuse my brother, he's a terrible shooter."

The other boy, apparently her brother groans in annoyance, checking on you. "Don't mind her..." He says, a bit embarrassed. "Do you want some water? I-I think I left you breathless..." He asks, more concerned. SUNNY nods, still holding his stomach, his breathing shallow.

"Alright... E-EMILY! Stay here, okay?" He says, before running away, God knows where. EMILY, the girl and apparent sister, sits next to you. "So... Sorry again for that, I guess."

SUNNY doesn't respond.

"...I'm EMILY, the one who hit you was AUSTIN, my twin." She says, sticking her hand out for SUNNY to shake. He does so, but still doesn't saying anything.

"So... Your name." EMILY asks, but SUNNY don't answer. "C'mon! Say something!" She asks, a bit annoyed. "What? Cat bit your tongue?" She adds, before her gaze travels to SUNNY'S eyepatch. "...Or eye?"

"...SUNNY" He answers back, a bit annoyed by that joke. EMILY rises her eyebrow, leaning closer to him. "SUNNY?... Weird."

AUSTIN appears once again, bringing a water bottle with it. "Here... D-Drink this." He says, handing the bottle to SUNNY, EMILY reluctantly helping him.

It didn't really helped that much, but atleast he cared to help. "I didn't hit you hard, right? You can still walk?" He asks concerned, checking at the hit on SUNNY'S stomach.

SUNNY nods, standing up with the help of AUSTIN, his sister watching in  amusement, standing along. AUSTIN checks on SUNNY one again, before stepping back.

"S-Sorry for hitting you, kid... I really am." AUSTIN says, still with that hint of concern on his eyes, EMILY just chuckles. "But yeah, excuse our Michael Jordan here." She says, pointing with her thumb to the aforementioned, a smug on her face, AUSTIN scoffs.

"Just... Be careful, okay?" He says, his gaze fixed on the hit from the basketball. "But... I guess you should do more important things, do you?" He adds. "...Yeah... So... See you then." He finishes, starting to uncomfortably walk off, patting to EMILY for follow him.

As they start walking, EMILY looks back, that smug still present on her face. "See ya, Sunlight~" She says, before snicker to her brother, something apparently normal between those two.

As SUNNY stands there, still a bit confused by all the sudden uproar, he realizes that he got nothing to do anymore, so he decides to go home by now. He walks contrary to the twins, his mind still lingering on the encounter and their attitude... FARAWAY and his friend group appearing once again, so strangely similar to his new 'acquaintances', like some kind of fusion between the four, on the form of an athletic, but shy boy, and a daring, and... Well, HERO doesn't match with any of the two, maybe she being older...

Before he knew it, he stood next to his house door, his hand ready to knock, like some unconscious movement of his. He brushes that apart, and knock softly at the door, his mother receiving him.

The day came like usual, but that memory of that twin couple still on his mind, maybe because they were the only one people who dare to talk to him, inside or outside the school...

Until night came, SUNNY laying quietly on his bed, crickets sounding and the stars laying on the night sky, nice and quiet, he closes his eyes, travelling himself to that controversial, but weirdly necessary wonderland of his, a place for him to shape to his own, holding every aspect of his mind... The soft cricket noises vanishing, the outside world disappearing, and then...