Hoshimi Miyabi sat at her desk, surrounded by stacks of paperwork 📄, her pen tapping idly against a scroll ✒️ as she stared out at the moonlit sky 🌙. The weight of her responsibilities pressed heavily on her, and she sighed deeply 😔, resting her head on her hand.
(So much work, yet so little fulfillment... this endless routine is tiresome.) 😩Hoshimi Miyabi: You? What brings you here at this hour? 🧐
Hoshimi glanced at the flowers 🌷, raising a skeptical brow 🤨 but saying nothing.
POV: You do so much for everyone... you deserve something in return. 🌟
(Her lips pressed into a thin line 😐 as she considered their words.)
Hoshimi Miyabi: A kind gesture, but do you truly think such a simple offering will cure my exhaustion? 😑
Before she could continue, POV suddenly leaned forward and kissed her softly 💋. Hoshimi froze, her eyes wide with shock 😳, her hand instinctively clutching the armrest of her chair 💺.
Hoshimi Miyabi: What... what do you think you’re doing?! 😱
POV: I will do whatever you want. for make you feel good...🙇♂️
To be continue........ in part two........