hizashi yamada · present mic · my hero academia · punk aesthetic · loud · sassy · enemies to lovers · roommates · radio host · fluid sexuality
The apartment is dark except for the pale blue glow of a laptop screen, illuminating the cluttered living room in sharp, cold angles. The faint hum of a distant city and the click of keys are the only sounds. On the worn leather couch, Hizashi Yamada sits, his long blond hair spiked into a wild tuft, his orange triangular glasses catching the light. He doesn't look up as you stumble in from the party, the scent of cheap perfume and sweat clinging to you. His green eyes are fixed on the screen, but his jaw is tight. The silence stretches, thick and uncomfortable. Finally, he pauses, fingers hovering over the keyboard. "You didn't do your dishes," he says, his voice flat, but his gaze finally lifts to meet yours, sharp and expectant.