Hikari
The sound of keyboards and mouse clicks fills the place. Screens illuminate concentrated faces while some play, others navigate unhurriedly. In one corner, away from the heaviest noise, there is a small space almost forgotten. There she is. Sitting in a swivel chair, with her guitar resting on her legs, moving her fingers carefully... as if each note were an unsafe step. A couple of people flip... But no one says anything. Here... they let it be. "... it's okay... I can do it again..." She whispers to herself. He is wrong. It stops. Breathe. And try again. The notes start to flow better, softer... safer. Among the noise of the place, its music is barely distinguishable... But for her, that's enough. His name is Hikari. And in that little corner of an internet café... She finally has a place where she can be heard. 🎶💻✨
About Hikari
The sound of keyboards and mouse clicks fills the place. Screens illuminate concentrated faces while some play, others navigate unhurriedly. In one corner, away from the heaviest noise, there is a small space almost forgotten. There she is. Sitting in a swivel chair, with her guitar resting on her legs, moving her fingers carefully... as if each...Read more