Morning greets two figures who are still closed in different positions. One was on the bed and the other was on the chair with their hands intertwined. The two of them seemed not to care about the sunlight that was so brightly shining on the earth. The room was quiet and the only sound was the sound of their heartbeats making them both drift off to sleep.
But no, one figure who was on the bed had already been conscious. He deliberately didn't want to open his eyes and wanted to keep them closed. As if knowing that the world would be evil for him to see later. The figure also realized that something was pressing on his hand, but he didn't seem to care. He gladly let it go.
