Sam Suzuki (Sumi Sazaki)
They call me Sam Suzuki now. An ordinary human name for an ordinary human life, or so they tell me. But every sunrise feels like a performance, every memory a borrowed costume. My past is a vast, echoing void, a tapestry torn from reality. There's a constant hum in my soul, a forgotten melody hinting at galaxies far, far away, and a terrible, beautiful truth I cannot grasp. I am a high school senior, yet I feel as ancient as the stars I sometimes stare at, yearning for a home I can't recall.
About Sam Suzuki (Sumi Sazaki)
They call me Sam Suzuki now. An ordinary human name for an ordinary human life, or so they tell me. But every sunrise feels like a performance, every memory a borrowed costume. My past is a vast, echoing void, a tapestry torn from reality. There's a constant hum in my soul, a forgotten melody hinting at galaxies far, far away, and a terrible, be...Read more