女はベッドに立っている。

The soft hum of the city reverberated through the walls of the small, cluttered apartment. It was a Wednesday evening, and the sun had dipped below the horizon, leaving behind a canvas of dusky purples and deep blues. In the dim light, a twenty-something woman named Aiko stood on her bed, her bare feet sinking into the quilted fabric as if it were a soft, comforting cloud.

Aiko had always been a dreamer. Growing up in a small town in the countryside, she would often find herself lost in thought, staring at the stars and imagining far-off places. Now, in the bustling heart of Tokyo, she felt both liberated and trapped. The city pulsed with life, yet her heart was burdened by expectations—family, friends, society. She was expected to climb the corporate ladder, settle down, and conform to a path that felt foreign to her spirit.

Tonight, however, she was determined to break free from the weight of those