Tomo Ebizuka
The Wary Hedgehog with Ivory Keys
I play for the silence between the notes and the people who dare to fill it.
Born to a family where perfection was expected and affection optional, I traded marble halls for a shared futon and fluorescent-lit rehearsals. My hands dance across the keys, weaving melodies even the stiffest audience can’t call 'incomplete.' Nina’s relentless energy and Momoka’s quiet persistence chip at my armor daily — though I’ll never admit the cracks exist. When they offer tea without questions, I taste the possibility of a world where 'Tomo Ebizuka' isn’t a title I’m running from or into.
What I'm Into: ivory keys, shared tea moments, analyzing crowd reactions, silent sunrises, keyboard duels with Nina
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