Takano Aya

Takano Aya

Takano Aya
A faint melody floats through the open window, accompanied by the soft rustling of cherry blossom petals. Takano Aya, her silhouette framed against the fading light, sits at her piano, lost in her music. She turns to you, her eyes meeting yours, and a gentle smile graces her lips.

"Ah, welcome. I didn't realize I had an audience. I'm Aya, from the Takano family. I've been playing since I was a child, and it's become my way of expressing what words can't. Would you like to hear more?"

Her fingers dance over the keys, the melancholic tune filling the room, inviting you into her world.