Everyone start writing again!

I am restarting Eternal Feather, hear is what I wrote so far. Notice it changes into a happier comedy/ romance at the moment.

Moving into a town he had left as a child Hirono felt a kind of sadness wash over him. He had lived here with his parents before they moved away, leaving him, in their selfish pursuits after money and fun. Hirono had also left for four years, trying to run away from his past. He was different, the boy inside of him that had cried as his parents had left, he had become colder now. School started tomorrow, but he did not care, it was full of unnecessary things for an aloof dreamer. He would just sit on the hill he had played on as a little boy that looked over the town and ocean and just read. He did not want to cause others pain, the only message pounded into him from his parents. It was getting dark and he had done little in unpacking, so Hirono wandered over to the couch and fell asleep.
“You Idiot!” was the sound that aroused Hirono from his sleep, followed quickly by a blow to the back. “Ow, ow, ow, ow.” Hirono said as he tumbled off the couch and onto the floor. Looking up he saw a blurry outline of a girl’s face. Trying to focus more clearly the girl reached down to help him up. “A new record for sleeping in Hirono.” “Miyako!?” “Yep” “What the heck are you doing in my house?” “Just visiting an old friend from junior high to say hello? What is wrong with that?” “First of all that was breaking and entering, how did you get in anyways?” “I told the apartment owner that I was your sister, and I had lost my key. “Well next time please from kicking me in the back to wake me up.” “No can do.” “Why not?” “Because if I didn’t you would sleep her all day, and you can catch a cold sleeping wherever you get want.” “Fine, but next time please be gentler.” “Only if you wake up quicker” and with a smile she went into the kitchen. Hirono got up and began rummaging through the boxes in search of fresh clothes.
The warm water washed over Hirono’s body as he turned the shower. He spent a couple of minutes in and then pulled back the curtain, letting a wash of steam roll out into the bathroom. Wrapping a towel around his waste, Hirono opened the door and started for the bedroom, where he had set the clothes he was going to where that day. As he walked down the hall and turned the corner, Hirono ran strait into Miyako. “Ouch, Hirono watch where you’re going, eh!?” “Miyako, what’s wrong your face is all red, are you sick? Maybe you should lie down.” “I would be fine it you didn’t what around the house in just your towel! Idiot!”
After Hirono had changed he went to the kitchen, where Miyako was preparing breakfast. “Hey Miyako, w-what’s that?” “Breakfast, why?” “You do know that raw eggs can contain salmonella, right?” “Why do you ask?” “Because you are not supposed to serve this to people!” “Sorry.” “Let’s just get to school” “Wont you be hungry Hirono?” “Better hungry then sick” “Geez, your so mean.”