It was hard for him to open his eyes. When Kobayashi finally opened them, he closed them immediately.
Sunrise. It didn't mean anything to him before. It used to start another day with the suicide attempts. Jumping down from high places. Drinking something poisonous. Shooting himself. Praying for death that'd never come.
Kobayashi sat up and looked outside his sleeping place. Someone was walking towards him. Someone who was very dear to him. Sunlight made the approaching person seem so beautiful.
Yes – sunrise had grown on him. He smiled, stood up and got ready for a new day.