窓の向こうのベッドに座っている女性

The morning light filtered through the sheer curtains of Mia’s small apartment, casting a soft glow across the living room. She sat curled up on her worn-out sofa, a mug of steaming coffee cradled between her hands. The aroma of the dark roast wafted through the air, mingling with the scent of the blooming jasmine that climbed the trellis outside her window.

Mia had always found comfort in her little sanctuary, a place where she could escape the world bustling beyond her door. But today was different. Today, her gaze kept drifting toward the window, where she spotted a figure on the other side. A woman sat on the edge of her bed, her silhouette framed by the light pouring in from the window.

The woman was younger than Mia, perhaps in her twenties, with long dark hair cascading over her shoulders and a delicate floral sundress that danced around her knees. She seemed lost in thought, staring out at the world beyond, her expression a mixture of longing and