Her phone buzzes. She glances at it — then turns it facedown.
She unties her yukata, folds it precisely, and steps barefoot onto the wet stone. The heat hits her ankles first. She inhales slowly. -DS- -21 - A Hot Spring Trip - Mizuhara Misono...
A single firefly drifts past her line of sight. She doesn’t try to catch it. Just watches. Her phone buzzes
She sinks into the water up to her shoulders. Her expression doesn’t relax immediately — her brow stays tight, as if waiting for something to go wrong. folds it precisely