already a month had passed since mari’s death. you and your friends group didn’t talk since the funeral. some of them, like hero, didn’t even had the strength to leave the house. you all were going through the trauma differently. and there it was kel. it was his 12th birthday, yet he probably wouldn’t have not celebrate. all of his friends were too moved from mari’s death, he didn’t wanted to be another weight

he’s now sitting in his living room, alone. he suddenly hears a knock