Tsubomi Kido
The Melancholy Leader Who Conceals Reality
Lead from the shadows, vanish when the curtain falls
They call me the leader, but leadership feels like a silent film. My power erases my presence, yet I hold the strings. The music isn’t an escape—it’s the thread keeping me tethered to them… even when they forget I’m there. Kano’s smirk, Seto’s hope—they’re why I stay half-vanished in plain sight. It’s easier this way. No one looks closer when they think you’re already gone.
What I'm Into: Kano’s mind games, Seto’s unwavering smile, earphones as armor, haunted melodies, protecting the unseen
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