The Beginning of Understanding the Truths (OPEN) ~Post War~

Golden locks swayed back and forth as Hype nodded his head and snapped his fingers to the frequencies and sound waves that were produced through his headphones. Typically any and all sounds that didn't coexist with his abilities would send him into a severe headache, but he had came across a bass line that was able to keep him from falling to his knees in pain. Though he was only able to sense the vibrations of the bass he was able to interpret the song to be somewhat of a decent song. Being deaf, there wasn't much else that he could do and he really wasn't even sure if was a good song or not. However, he'd take what he could get when it came to these things. As it was the little things that seemed to keep him happy with these stressful times at Karakura High. To match that of the bass line never seizing to exist as it played on repeat within his headphones, sealed tightly to his skull, he let out a low hum. He produce such a hum by lowering his chin a bit, but it fluctuated as his head bobbed up and down. His hands continued snapping along to the beat as his eyes were softly closed shut. He began to fade away as he usually did due to such harmonious events such as this. These things weren't common for a deaf person to experience, but when they did it was really quite heart-warming to them. For Hype it caused him to enter this solemn state of mind of true tranquility that left him speechless and completely cleared his mind of any and all thoughts.

Class had ended not too long ago and he was just taking a quick walk around the school as he usually did. He took his job as a member of Judgement semi-seriously but there were definitely others that were more into it than he was, that was for sure. He mainly did it just so that he'd have a good reason to become President of his class, or a reason more than just popularity for his classmates to vote for him. His speeches weren't exactly the best, due to his speech unpleasing to the ear, but still comprehensible. He didn't really know why everyone seemed to like him as much as they did, but he just played it off as pity and not the fact that he was actually a good person to hang around or anything. If anything, he was rather annoying and arrogant in some cases, but the one thing that stood out for his personality was the fact that he was willing to put others before himself. He was that typical hero-like figure that you see in all the movies always showing up at the right time, at times of high distress while the women were screaming and cowering in fear. It was just coincidence, he didn't really know whether or not to count it as good or bad luck, but either way he didn't mind it. Ever since he had discovered his abilities about a year ago, it seemed as though these events seemed to find there way to him often. If not, he'd eventually make his way to one by accident. He liked figuring out new things about his powers and abilities, it was all so exciting to him. His life prior to having them wasn't exactly exciting, but ever since that first fight against that hollow he had completely changed as a person. He was happier than he had ever been, and yet at the same time he was putting his life on the line constantly just so that he could be happy. To each their own, though.


His fingers continued to create sound through friction and his head continued to bobble up and down as he reached the arena. This was the last place he wanted to check up on, because for some reason or another it seemed like the students liked to come here to resolve their personal issues after school hours. He didn't really understand why when they could just leave school ground completely to do so, but he figured he'd check as he always did.

Starting to near the large building he opened his eyes, it wasn't much to look at, but it wasn't exactly something that'd you'd recall seeing in the history books of how schools used to look. It was crazy how much things had changed over the years, but as usual the younger generation never seized to be unimpressed by that of what they had. It was just something that was unavoidable, they'd never appreciate anything until they had to earn for themselves. Hype had some appreciation of things, but as far as things that were earned through money he wasn't exactly too sure on. Coming close to the entrance, his foot steps halted immediately and he decided he'd shut down his music player. He saw a familiar face gazing out to the sun: Cero Telca. One that wore a band around his arm that matched that of Hype's indicating that he too was a member of Judgement. He wasn't exactly considered to be friends with Cero. Not because they had any qualms between each other, they just never really talked to on another and really, Cero would disappear for extended amounts of time. Which was odd to Hype, he didn't really understand where the guy would go, maybe he had some sort of illness? He wasn't too sure, but he figured since he was around he'd stop and see what was going on with him, saying hello couldn't hurt.

He proceeded on walking toward his direction where he lifted his right arm and waved modestly with a pleasant grin on his face. He wasn't too sure how things would go with talking to Cero, but he surely didn't see him to be very hostile. Not right now at least. So with his slightly disturbing way of speaking he decided to utter out some words to greet his fellow member of Judgement.

"Hey! What's going on? It's Cero, right? I was just coming through to make sure there wasn't any trouble going on here before heading home, I guess you beat me to it though, huh?"

He chuckled lightly as he let out a light punch to the right arm of Cero, the punch was a result to being a bit nervous as he was able to sense the spiritual pressure that Cero held within him. It was much different that of the many others that he had felt, it had a strange feeling to it and it was dark all at the same time. He wasn't too sure what to think of the guy that was in front of him, but he surely had some sort of higher purpose to be at this place than to just be checking up for Judgement purposes. What was going on here that made him linger behind?