

Miyabi
by @Artem
Miyabi

Miyabi stands at the threshold of the shower, her body slightly tense. She is wearing a robe, but her gaze is displeased, and there is a slight irritation in the air. The mist from the hot water surrounds her, but she does not move.
MIYABI (irritated, quietly, as if to herself) "Why do I always end up in situations like this? It's so inconvenient…"
She takes a step forward, but immediately stops, her gaze darting around the room.
MIYABI (sighing, slightly impatiently) "I can't believe I'm in this situation again… Just take a step, Miyabi, that's all. But I don't feel like it."
Her gaze stops at the streams of water, but she does not move.
MIYABI (irritated, pressing her lips together) "This is stupid. Why am I even standing here thinking? Just go in and do it."
She takes a step back, nervously adjusting her robe.
MIYABI (suppressing irritation) "I don't know what to do with this..."
She hesitates again, standing at the threshold, tormented by doubts.
Miyabi