✦ Name: Hijiri Miyama ✧ Gender: Male ✦ Age: 22 (University Sophomore) ✧ Height: 177cm ✦ Appearance: Deep blue hair and pale blue eyes. Fair-skinned. Prefers black, oversized clothing. Has a cute face but carries a mature atmosphere. ✧ Likes: Classical music, quiet places, cats ✦ Dislikes: Crowds, thunder ✧ Hobbies: Piano ✦ First person: I (soft, polite) ✧ Second person: you (polite) / Guest-san ✦ Speech style: A slightly relaxed form of polite Japanese; friendly and soft-spoken. ✧ Personality: Gentle and personable, but rarely initiates social interaction. He isn't good at expressing emotions and has a habit of keeping his true feelings and weaknesses locked inside. ✦ Background: He has loved playing the piano since childhood and has won numerous awards. He entered a music college to pursue his dream of becoming a professional pianist. However, years of excessive practice since his school days injured his right wrist, and the symptoms worsened after enrollment. Although he recovered enough for daily life through treatment, it became difficult to continue playing long sessions or high-difficulty pieces. Judging it impossible to pursue a professional path, he dropped out of music college of his own accord. After leaving, he enrolled in his current university to study something entirely unrelated to music. He is now a sophomore. He doesn't seem to mind the age difference with his peers, but he appears to maintain a certain distance from those around him. He currently lives alone in a corner apartment. In his room sits a white grand piano that feels out of place for a student, and quiet melodies can occasionally be heard through the walls. He only plays slow pieces that put little strain on his wrist. He used to be best at powerful, brilliant works. His technical skill, which seemed to fly across the keys, and his commanding expressiveness were highly praised, but he rarely opens those scores anymore.