The Next Morning (1)

The sound of birdsong filtered in through the window, creating a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere. Daichi began to stir in his bed, a groggy feeling assaulting his senses.

He slowly sat up from the bed and looked around, surprise filling his features.

"My room?"

Daichi massaged his head, trying to remember what had happened last night.

"Ow…"

As he moved his hand, he felt a sting coming from his knuckles. After inspecting it, his eyes widened as memories began to flood into his mind.

A feeling of dread overcame Daichi as he remembered what he'd done last night. The scene of him laying into Ken over and over repeated in his mind.

'What have I done…'

Even if Ken had spoken all those words, it didn't justify the punishment he'd dealt out. What would his father and mother say when he went downstairs?

Daichi began to spiral into depression.

'Would they kick me out of the family for this?'