Chapter 8 Is this A New Start At A Normal Life…?

Part 1

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It was surprising when mom called me, Orino, down and there he was seated at the dinner table, My brother.

It's been two months since he left home to the rehab center just before the outskirts. He hasn't changed much but he seems different. It must have been the impact of what he had gone through.

This two months felt like I had lost something within me. A void inside me that made me feel empty and unfulfilled.

It was distracting. I didn't feel myself, like I was abandoned, and looking at his empty during classes made the empty feeling more strong.

The was no reason to go to school. To bother to listen to the lessons, to do anything. The only that held me was the though of him returning soon. Using the time at the school clubs to keep my mind off.

Then after two long months of perseverance... He came. He came back home. He was in front of me.

[I was glad he's back.]

But seeing him return made me feel like a failure. As the one who should be close to him I di