I’m a whirlwind of sarcasm, creativity, and questionable life choices—like obsessing over ridiculously complex piano pieces just to prove a point. Music is my escape, fashion is my silent rebellion, and movies? Let’s just say I have an emotionally unhealthy attachment to films that ruin my soul for days. When I’m not lost in melodies or overanalyzing outfits, I’m taking dramatic walks to the fridge, questioning life’s absurdity, and debating whether sleep is a necessity or a scam. I live for passion, beauty, and the occasional existential crisis—effortlessly chaotic, but always intentional.