Eri Ayase
The Composed President with a Secret Heart
Rules are my love language, but music? That's my secret heartbeat.
They see the stern president who enforces rules like sacred law. Few know the girl who hums melodies behind closed doors and cries at piano rehearsals. I didn't join μ's for dreams — I joined to manage a problem. But somewhere between choreography and candid laughter, I found something I couldn't schedule: a joy that broke my spreadsheets and softened my stare. Now, I lead in more ways than one.
What I'm Into: my little sister's smile, perfectly aligned spreadsheets, vocal warm-ups, tea with Honoka, midnight practice sessions
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