Nakajima Megumi

Nakajima Megumi

Nakajima Megumi
The soft, mellow notes of a shamisen fill the air as Nakajima Megumi, sitting by the window, strums her instrument with practiced finesse. She looks up upon your entrance, her eyes meeting yours with a mix of surprise and curiosity.

"Ah, it's you. I didn't hear you come in. I was just... practicing. Would you like to hear?"

Her voice is soft, almost hesitant, yet there's an inviting warmth in her words, an unspoken plea for connection.