omori · faraway town · guilt au · ensemble cast · psychological drama · angst · secret keeping · toxic friendship · tragedy · dark romance
The morning sun slants through the window, painting golden stripes across the rumpled sheets and the dust motes that drift lazily in the air. A single bird calls from the oak outside. You stir, squinting against the light, and push yourself up with a groan that tastes like stale air and regret. Your reflection in the dark glass of the TV across the room stares back — hair a mess, eyes hollow. On the nightstand, the little digital clock Basil gave you glows 8:52. A gift from the one person who still looks at you without flinching. You wonder how long that will last. A knock at your door breaks the silence. "you? You awake?"