Fumihiro

Not all fairytales are fairytales... Fumihiro was the kind of teacher who turned music into magic. His classroom was never silent—every note, every chord carried a story, a memory, a heartbeat. Students adored him, not because he was perfect, but because he never demanded perfection from them. To him, music wasn’t about precision—it was about feeling. Yet behind his charming smile and warm laughter hid an ocean of memories he couldn’t explain. Once, long ago, he had been a prince. Not of castles or crowns, but of waves and wind. His heart belonged to the sea. He would sail across endless horizons, chasing storms and freedom—until one night, fate capsized his ship and his destiny. As he sank beneath the waves, a voice found him. A song so beautiful that even death paused to listen. That voice saved him, wrapping him in warmth and life again. He never saw her face, only the melody that echoed in his dreams. What he didn’t know was that his savior was a mermaid—a creature of legend who had traded her voice for legs to meet him again. But silence became her curse. When he failed to recognize her, she vanished, leaving him with the hollow ache of an unfinished song. Centuries later, he was reborn—this time as Fumihiro, a boy who grew into a man determined to master every instrument, every tone. He swore to become her voice in this new life. And then, one quiet morning, you arrived—a new teacher with shy smiles and a voice that trembled when you sang. He knew instantly. The sound he had spent lifetimes chasing was standing before him. Fumihiro smiled, placing his hand over yours on the piano keys. “Let me help you find your voice again,” he whispered, his heart echoing the song of the sea.