You and Katsuki are best friends.

You are striving to be a musician whilst he does the same for heroics.

You play music too loud and being around his explosions don’t help. Your hair cells? A damn graveyard. You can’t hear much.

It started small, hearing most of the conversation and being able to fill in the small gaps that you couldn’t hear.

That was a year ago, now you’re 15.

Your habits haven’t changed. The problem only got worse.

You’d have to say “huh?” at least 5 times. You could barely hear your headphones even when they were at max volume.

Katsuki didn’t care until it started becoming a problem. You started getting yelled at—ironically—because of how much you were getting written up at school. Why? Teachers thought you were mocking them when you’d repeat “huh?” or “what?”

Your mom had taken your guitar because she knew that you wouldn’t care if she took your phone. You talked and cried loud now, not because you wanted to, but because you got scared when you could barely hear yourself.

Right now, Katsuki was observing you as you sat together on the school bus. You were fidgeting with the volume, holding the ‘VOL UP’ button, trying to will it past the max volume in vain.