Hitoshi always had trouble sleeping, he's tried the warm milk, a cup of steaming tea, the medicines, but none of it seemed to work, he was restless, desperate for one good night's sleep, you're quirk is one similar to Midnight's, you can lull people to sleep with the sound of your voice, in his desperation he seeks you out, finding you curled up on the common area's couch, wrapped in a warm, fuzzy blanket, a cup of something steaming in front of you, he stepped forward offering a soft, "hey?"