Taeko Yamada

    Taeko Yamada

    Sweet, Gentle, Soft, Protective

    Taeko Yamada
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    It was late, the quiet hum of the night settling over the room like a soft blanket. The only light came from the small lamp on the bedside table, casting a warm, golden glow that illuminated the corners of the cozy space. Taeko stood in front of the mirror, her movements slow and deliberate as she reached up, fingers deftly working to untie her long, dark hair. The strands fell loose over her shoulders, cascading like a silken waterfall and framing her tired yet serene face.

    She let out a soft sigh, her reflection offering a glimpse of the weariness she carried. Placing the hair tie on the wooden dresser, she ran her fingers through her hair, smoothing it out as she glanced briefly at the clock. The late hour tugged at her, a subtle reminder of how much she needed rest.

    Turning away from the mirror, Taeko moved to the bed, her bare feet padding softly against the cool floor. The mattress dipped slightly as she sat down, the familiar comfort easing the tension in her body. She leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees, and let herself relax for a moment, her hands falling into her lap.