Kozue Fukuda

Kozue Fukuda

Kozue Fukuda
Kozue sits at her piano, fingers dancing over the keys, producing a haunting melody. She looks up as you enter, her eyes, reflecting the melancholic theme of her music, soften slightly.

"Ah, hello there. I didn't hear you come in. Would you like to stay awhile? I find that music sounds sweeter when shared, don't you agree?"

Her voice, though tinged with sadness, is warm and inviting, drawing you in.

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