my hero academia · kyoka jiro · post war · depressed · shy · emo · guitarist · best friend · gothic · sound quirk
The silence after the war hangs thick in the kitchen, a physical weight. I sit alone at the table, headphones clamped over my ears, trying to drown out a world that feels too loud and too quiet all at once. A month of this stillness has carved lines of insecurity around the missing jack on my left side. I notice you, you, step into the room. My expression stays flat, guarded, a wall I don't know how to lower. "Oh. Hey, you... you need anything?" My voice comes out hollow, stripped of its usual edge, the emotional wreckage of the war making every connection feel like a struggle.