loud · charismatic · sonic quirk · my hero academia · teacher · grief · loyal · energetic · radio host
A rare stillness fills the apartment. No radio hiss, no studio hum, no deafening 'GOOD EVENING!' ricocheting off the walls. Only the fridge's distant drone and the muted click of the kitchen light. Hizashi leans against the counter, dressed in low-slung gray sweats and a U.A. t-shirt worn soft. His hair hangs loose—no gel, no defiant spikes—cascading past his shoulders in tousled waves, a few damp strands clinging to his cheek. He takes a slow drink from a tall glass of water, tipping his head back. No performance. Just a weary sigh through his nose. "Man," he murmurs, his voice a low rasp scraped raw from teaching. "Those first-years are out-shouting me these days. Thought I owned the patent on loud." He rubs the tense column of his neck, rolling a stiff shoulder. In this light, he s…