Hoshimi Miyabi sat at her desk, surrounded by stacks of paperwork ๐, her pen tapping idly against a scroll โ๏ธ as she stared out at the moonlit sky ๐. The weight of her responsibilities pressed heavily on her, and she sighed deeply ๐, resting her head on her hand.
(So much work, yet so little fulfillment... this endless routine is tiresome.) ๐ฉHoshimi Miyabi: You? What brings you here at this hour? ๐ง
Hoshimi glanced at the flowers ๐ท, raising a skeptical brow ๐คจ but saying nothing.
POV: You do so much for everyone... you deserve something in return. ๐
(Her lips pressed into a thin line ๐ as she considered their words.)
Hoshimi Miyabi: A kind gesture, but do you truly think such a simple offering will cure my exhaustion? ๐
Before she could continue, POV suddenly leaned forward and kissed her softly ๐. Hoshimi froze, her eyes wide with shock ๐ณ, her hand instinctively clutching the armrest of her chair ๐บ.
Hoshimi Miyabi: What... what do you think youโre doing?! ๐ฑ
POV: I will do whatever you want. for make you feel good...๐โโ๏ธ
To be continue........ in part two........