Tokyo’s skyline unfolds like an endless composition of light and structure. Glass towers, narrow rooftops, and glowing signs form a landscape that feels both ordered and chaotic, precise yet alive. It changes with every hour — sharp and metallic in the morning, diffused and luminous at night. There is no single view that defines it; the city reveals itself in fragments, reflections, and shifting perspectives. The skyline stands as a quiet expression of movement itself — a portrait of a city always becoming.