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🪷 4

The week passed quietly for Miyu, her days filled with sketching, writing poetry, and working on fashion designs in her cozy apartment. The anticipation of her upcoming dinner with Miller and Lana provided a refreshing change to her usual routine.

On the evening of the dinner, Miyu chose an outfit that reflected her coquette style: a light, airy blouse with delicate lace details and a high-waisted skirt that swirled as she walked. She accessorized with subtle, vintage-inspired jewelry that complemented her soft, romantic look.

As she approached Miller's apartment, she noticed the modern, sleek design of the building.

Miller greeted her at the door with his usual relaxed demeanor. "Hey, Miyu! Come on in. Lana's just finishing up dinner."

Inside, the apartment was vibrant and lively. The walls were adorned with an eclectic mix of posters and art pieces, creating a dynamic atmosphere. The aroma of traditional dishes filled the air, making Miyu's stomach rumble in anticipation.

Lana soon appeared, her long black hair cascading over her shoulders. She was dressed in stylish, modern streetwear that balanced contemporary fashion with classic elegance. Her warm smile immediately made Miyu feel at ease. "Hi, Miyu! I'm so glad you could join us. Dinner will be ready shortly."

"Thank you for having me," Miyu replied, feeling welcomed by Lana's friendly demeanor. "I'm really looking forward to it."

They chatted briefly in the living room, Miller offering Miyu a glass of wine from the cabinet. The conversation flowed naturally, and Miyu couldn't help but notice the close bond between Miller and Lana. Their playful banter and affectionate teasing reflected a deep sibling connection.

"Dinner's ready!" Lana called out from the kitchen. The table was set with an array of traditional Japanese dishes—sushi, miso soup, and tempura. The meal was both comforting and delicious, and Miyu appreciated the effort Lana had put into preparing it.

As they ate, Lana and Miller shared stories about their childhood and current interests. Lana's curiosity about Miyu's work was evident as she asked about her fashion designs.

"I hear you're into fashion and art," Lana said, her eyes bright with interest. "I'd love to see some of your work. Why don't you come by the boutique sometime?"

Miyu felt a warm sense of appreciation at Lana's invitation. "I'd love that. I've been working on some new designs and would be happy to share them."

Miller added with a grin, "Lana's boutique is fantastic. She has an amazing eye for unique pieces. I think you'll really enjoy it."

The evening continued with easy conversation and laughter. Miyu felt a genuine connection with both Miller and Lana, and their welcoming nature helped her feel more at ease than she had in a long time.

As the night drew to a close, Lana reiterated her invitation. "Let's plan a time for you to visit the boutique. We can chat more and get to know each other better."

Miyu smiled, feeling a sense of belonging. "I'd really like that. Thank you for inviting me."

Walking back to her apartment, Miyu reflected on the evening. The warmth and acceptance she felt were a welcome change from her usual solitude. For the first time in a while, she allowed herself to hope for new beginnings and connections.

The city lights sparkled around her as she walked, and a glimmer of optimism began to take root. The evening had been a promising step forward, and Miyu felt the possibility of change on the horizon.