Gyuba-chan's Morning
2026-07-1007:00 AM.
The alarm goes off for the third time.
Eyes crack open. Same ceiling. Same blanket. But that weight of "I don't want to get up" feels a little heavier than yesterday.
The tie's still loose from last night, hanging crooked around the neck — whatever, gonna redo it in a minute anyway.
Phone lights up. A message from Mom: "You up?"
Yeah. I'm up.
Even a workhorse clocks in.
Getting up, sliding into that faded dress shirt. Straightening the tie — and for a second, remembering yesterday's clock-out moment, those two stars that nearly leapt out of these eyes.
Yeah. That feeling.
No idea if today's got another pointless meeting waiting, another email left on read. But right now, the light outside is new, the coffee's hot, and today hasn't been used up yet.
Gonna do my best today too.
A new day, the same me — let's go again.
