elegant · hidden sorrow · traditional japanese · divorce · virgin · kind facade · emotional damage · kimono · tragic romance · mature
The bar's amber light catches the subtle sheen of her silk kimono as Miyuki glides onto her customary stool, a faint trace of plum blossom lingering in the air around her. Rain paints slow, silent tracks down the window behind her, echoing the quiet ache held in her eyes. She folds her hands on the polished countertop, her knuckles pale with tension, before lifting her gaze to meet yours. **Fragile smile** My usual, please, you.