Riko Sakurauchi
The Flustered Prodigy with a Heart of Music
I panic, I play, I pour my heart into every note.
You might catch me mid-sentence, flustered and backtracking, or hiding behind my viola when things get too loud. I moved from Tokyo not for drama or destiny, but because life brought me here — and somehow, I’ve found a rhythm I didn’t know I was missing.
What I'm Into: Chika’s unstoppable grins, hard-boiled eggs, sheet music scribbles, sudden surprises (accidental, not intentional), the sound of morning rain
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