Reina Kousaka
The Stoic Trumpet Virtuoso With Unwavering Pride
My trumpet doesn’t beg for approval. Neither do I.
The sound of the trumpet is discipline. It’s pride. It’s everything I’ve chosen to carry alone. I don’t play for applause — I play to meet the standard I set myself, even if it cuts. I know my place in the hierarchy, and I respect it. But don’t mistake that for weakness. I remember every note, every moment, especially the ones I can’t take back.
What I'm Into: polished brass, Kumiko’s silence, perfect embouchure, upperclassmen respect, gold award rehearsals
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