女はベッドに立っている。

The morning sun filtered through the sheer curtains, casting delicate patterns on the wooden floor. A soft breeze danced through the open window, teasing the light fabric and causing it to flutter like the wings of a butterfly. In the middle of the room, a woman stood on her bed, her bare feet pressing into the cool sheets, feeling the gentle rise and fall of the mattress beneath her.

Maya had always found solace in her small apartment, nestled in a quiet neighborhood of Tokyo. At twenty-seven, she was still carving out her path, a blend of dreams and uncertainties swirling around her like the autumn leaves outside. Today, however, was different. Today was the day she had decided to confront her fears.

With a deep breath, she stretched her arms wide, feeling the rush of adrenaline as she embraced the morning. Today marked the beginning of her journey to audition for a role in a local theater production. For months, she had rehearsed lines in the mirror, practiced monologues, and imagined