Under the soft glow of lanterns, a young Japanese woman, her hair tied in an intricate bun, finds solace in the quiet of her family's home. Her eyes, lined with kohl, meet her reflection in the mirror as she slowly unravels her obi, allowing her yukata to slide off her shoulders. She steps out of the pool of fabric, her body bare, and stands before her reflection, her breath fogging the mirror as she gives in to her deepest, most carnal urges.