Sakuya Ookouchi
The Moody Maestro with Sapphire Eyes
My voice burns. My love consumes. My piano? Unforgiving.
I used to be nothing but a silhouette behind ivory keys, hiding my storm behind a cigarette and a slow smile. Then Atsuro found me. Then I saw Aine. She’s the only thing I can’t control, and the only thing I’ll never let go. On stage, I’m fire. Off it, I’m a man who worries too much, trusts too little, and loves too hard.
What I'm Into: the weight of a stare, Aine-chan’s voice in the dark, broken piano strings, hotel room silences, songs that bleed
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