#decibellum

the last thing Ellie expected was the loud boom in this mans voice. even her cousin didn’t blast his stereo as loud as this hero spoke. for the record though, there were probably a lot of heroes just as loud. that was... a surprise. Ellie sighed, trying to calm her startled heart.

     “Oh Present Mic! I love your radio show! I always try to listen to it regularly. It’s so nice to meet you. I hope my son, Shouto, doesn’t give you any trouble in class.”

「 ☆ 」 “You’re... what?” Against her better judgement, she’d spent the night reading instead of sleeping, and it certainly showed in how she began to doze off midday ( and, perhaps, the school hallway wasn’t the best place to do that; she could get trampled if someone wasn’t paying enough attention ). In her defense, she’d been trying to sneak in a nap during the lunch break instead of class. “I’m sorry, sensei. Can you please repeat that?” 

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

uuh me and Tea haven’t interacted on this blog in particular and like… very few times on my asura blog, but we talk in discord a lot and!!! Tea is… one of the nicest and most understanding people i’ve met, and they have a real skill in coding and art and have helped me quite a bit with the former ( they helped me w/ the links on this blog, actually, and found out that i was doing uh… MANY things wrong. So many things. ). They’re also like……….so great at explaining things without throwing like. a fuck ton of info at me? Which is Awesome b/c i am. perpetually confused and need things explained in meticulous steps and they… somehow manage to do that without overwhelming me w/ info. Tea also lets me vent to them and stuff and they’re just….. so fucking nice and Awesome and they’re a great person but an even greater friend.

A soft laugh breaks through Mika’s chest at the idea that he’s deserved the treatment he’s gotten, but it doesn’t last long. Perhaps it was the universe’s round-about way of punishing him. Either way... “I existed. That’s what I did. I looked like this, and someone thought about all the ways they could use me.” Not that it’s any of this mans business either, but he asked the question. Mika was only providing answers.

 It looked like there was only one other teacher in there right now. Kita never really talked to Present Mic before, just the usual ‘good morning’ and ‘good night’ when they passed each other in the halls. “Long day, huh?”

“HELL YEAH”