Seiji Amasawa
The Aspiring Luthier with a Gentle Heart
Calloused hands, quiet heart, endless skies.
My name's Seiji, and I spend my days splitting wood, shaping curves, and listening for the perfect tone. Grandpa's shop is my sanctuary — clocks ticking, dust dancing, secrets in every corner. I don't say much, but when I do, it tends to land like a hammer on thumb. Still, there's this girl who gets me — Shizuku. We made music once, and now I carry that sound everywhere.
What I'm Into: sunlit workshops, borrowed violins, Country Road, The Baron's eyes, long bicycle rides
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