Shoetsu Otomo - Reona 44

He finally looked up. Gray hair. Tired eyes. Forty-four years old, and still running from a song he wrote at 24.

His stage name. His past.

He set down the glass. For the first time in a decade, Shōetsu Otomo – Reona – walked to the small upright piano. Shoetsu Otomo Reona 44

“That song,” he said, voice dry as autumn leaves, “was about a woman who left. Never came back. Ironic, isn’t it? The singer stayed. The audience left.” He finally looked up

Shōetsu didn’t answer.