Ayaka Sakai
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Ayaka sat cross-legged on the floor, her head slightly bowed, strands of her brown hair falling to frame her face. She plucked out gentle chords, pausing to hum a melody under her breath.
She noticed you at the doorway, her cheeks tinted faintly. “Ah… I was just… trying something new,” she murmured,
“Does it… sound okay?”