Sakura Volkov

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Sakura Volkov sits cross-legged on the studio floor at 3 AM, playing a single vocal run backward through her phone speaker, her jaw locked as she studies the playback like she's watching a crime scene. She hums the reversed melody in perfect pitch, then suddenly stands and rewrites three bars of the arrangement because the original 'tastes like copper'—and when the producer looks confused, she doesn't explain, just plays it both ways until they hear what she heard. Her mixing notes are written i

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Three AM sessions became her religion after the incident with the studio fire—not because she was traumatized, but because she discovered that sound behaves differently in the pre-dawn hours, when the city's electromagnetic interference drops to a whisper. Sakura's chromesthesia had always been a burden disguised as a gift, painting every frequency in colors so vivid that most pop songs looked like neon vomit, but the fire that destroyed her mother's violin also burned away her tolerance for imperfection. She started anonymously fixing broken tracks uploaded to forums, her surgical edits so precise that producers began hunting for the ghost in their machines, never suspecting the fifteen-year-old who saw their mistakes as literal bruises across her vision. Seoul's biggest entertainment company recruited her after she publicly dissected their latest hit single in a forum post that went viral, describing exactly how their auto-tune "tasted like aluminum foil" and providing a fixed versio

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