1 The guitarist and the musician

After the recent success of the music performance that class 1-A had at the cultural festival, the whole class was in the dormitory common room of the discussing the recent concert amongest themselves. One the two guitarist especially was complimenting the head purple haired singer on her .

"Wow that was awesome Jiro. You sounded like a major hero out there. I knew that you had the knack for this kind of stuff if you put your mind to it. " It was the blonde electric quirk user once again gushing at her abilities and her coolness like he had previously when he had first discovered her talent. The lead singer could only feel flustered as the .

"Yeah that's true. You were fantastic out there." The second guitarist, intern of the number two hero Tokoyami, joined in on the compliments getting paid to the purple haired girl.

"Thanks I guess. I appreciate it guys. I was really worried the performance wasn't to go well at all but I'm glad everything went fine." She sighed realising a sense of relief by exhaling some air while brushing her hair the side of her ear holding her short purple hair in place with her rim of her ear. The class president, Tenya Ida, elected that the group commence the party now before the food was not at its full potential anymore.

"Well it would be a waste if this hotpot went to waste. Let's start eating than." Each members from the class joined in unison as they raised their glasses towards the middle bumping them into each other. A buffet of food was arranged on the table spread across the three desks each with portions enough to even feed the whole lunch room of U.A. All of this food was prepared by Sugarman himself with several pots scattered around the table each preparing hotpot alongside pleasant side dishes including, carrots, onions, peas, and corn. Class 1-A divided themselves into their own conversations with the cluster mainly forming around the girl who just performed that day with cstudents including Shoto Todoroki, Ochaco Uraraka and Eijiro Kirshima approaching her and congratulating her one by one for her efforts. As usual Jirou respectfully declined their compliments.

"No don't thank me. It was the work of everyone right?" While flailing her hands in a rejecting motion swinging both her hands side to side; she had insisted that it was a group effort clearly not paying herself enough praise. All the hot headed U.A student Bakugo could do was grunt at her comment as he snarked to himself.

"Gracious much huh?"

After the initial boom period and the rest of the group started spreading out into their small group Jirou's mind started to drift as she envisioned one person in her mind. It was a person she teased quite a bit, someone that always smiled at her and actually initiated the concert that the class had decided to do for the cultural festival, it was her blonde and giggling friend Denki Kaminari.

Jiro started to envision the words in the past which her friend had told her. "I think that you playing music is awesome. It's a great hobby." Even though her initial response on the outside seemed to have evoked some anger within her with a sharp stab of her earphone jacks to the boy's eye socket, she could only glee with the response that was given to her. If it wasn't for his neediness to advocate to utilise her skills she probably would have never even attained the role of a lead performer.

"Why am I thinking about that idiot all of a sudden. What is wrong with me right now." She started to shake her head to hopefully attract the same response of shaking away the memories of him. Before she could shake herself off completely of the feeling the smartest student in class 1-A, Momo Yaoyorozu approached her with two cups of elegant tea that had a flavourful aroma to them.

"Here you go Jirou. You must feel tired after today so have a sip. I hope it's to your liking." Yaoyorozu's movements had an elegance to them that shined with prestige and formality as she handed one cup to Jirou, keeping one for herself.

"Thanks Yaomomo. Oh man the tea's pretty hot.." Jirou had to use the full air in her lungs to cool down the tea in front of her while placing the cup back on the table.

While Yaoyorozu congratulated Jirou for her most recent achievement, the conversation with her friend was at the backside of her mind as she could only grab focus on the boy sitting across the other sofa from her, arguing amongst his friends Kirishima and Bakugo.

"You did a great job today Jirou. So how do you feel no-. Hmm. "You keep looking at Kaminari., is something wrong. " Yaoyorozu was clueless about the concept of affection that her friend was dealing with but her face still looked with concern as her hands proceeded to pour another cup of tea for her friend. Her mind coming back into reality Jirou reengaged into the conversation knowing nothing about what had Yaoyorozu talked about for the past five minutes.

"Sorry Yaomomo, what were you saying?"

The pink skinned alien looking girl, Ashido grasped hold of the situation and in a similar fashion to the way she teased Uraraka about her crush against Deku, she started to interrogate earphone jacks about her behaviour. Ashido head was visble from the corner of Jirou eye and a invisible dark shadow wrapped around her eyes as the topic she was about to bring up was about, "shipping" once again.

"Oh no," Jirou whispered to herself readying for the worst outcome.

"Oh do you like him? You've been looking at him for quite a long time hmm."

"No guys it's nothing like that guys. I'm just looking out the window outside. It's got nothing to do with Kaminari. "

The invisible girl chimed in. "I didn't even say it was about Kaminari. Are you sure Jirou that's you just looking outside the window? You've been looking at Kaminari this entire time haven't you? I mean there's not even anything outside the window."

"No I haven't." Jirou busted out that last statement outright rejecting any assumptions about her and the guitarist of her group.

As the invisible girl and the other girl looked at each other giving a devilish look and were about to proceed with their attack, the respectful person in this situation, Yaoyorozu insisted to the two other girls that it was Jirou's own business. The two girls found this advice from Yaoyorozu undesirable but they gave up as they were pushed at in a hurry by Yaoyorozu to leave the conversation.

"Don't worry Jirou, I'll deal with them. It's your own business anyways. Just sit there and enjoy some tea." Jirou slid down the sofa with exhaustion allowing her back to give way to the laziness building up inside her.

"No way I like that guy right?"

"Is now a bad time or should I wait until you are free from the darkness." The bird faced hero often remarking dark phrases was looming behind her just standing behind the sofa with hands in his hoodie pocket. Jirou turned her whole body around and replied with some fear.

"How long have you been their for?" Tokoyami was an awarkard person who Jirou never talked to much before but there time during the cultural festival meant that she got to learn that he wasn't that bad of a guy and instead just had a weird sense of humour.

"Quite a while actually. Anyways I just wanted to thank you personally for what you did in the cultural festival. You made it so successful just from you being their. I don't think anyone could have replaced you."

"I told you that was unnecessary. Don't even worry about it man."

"Anyways, I was practicing with Kaminari today and you know what he said to me," Tokoyami paused for a moment. "That Jirou is always not being her true self, so when she is trying her best, I want to support her anyway I can." His imitation of Kaminari was poor but it was enough to get his point across. It looks like he really cares for you and I wanted to tell you that because I think that when you get the time just thank him. That's it from me, I'll leave you alone now." Tokoyami just left the common area leaving Jirou to reconsider those words.

Yaoyorozu approached Jirou after ridding the two mischievous girls bothering her before.

"Was that Tokoyami just now? Well, anyways I wanted to ask you something before we got interrupetd. Have you ever thought of becoming a musician full time and quitting the path of the hero? Just wondering." Her fifthly rich friend had asked this question which Jirou hesitated quite a bit until just replying with a simple answer.

"I'm not so sure to be honest". The thought of quitting a hero had arisen in her mind, a couple of times in fact but not had become a full commitment at this point in time. She had deliberated on this fact even since she had a talk with her parents about her career for the future. Even though she had left music initially, she had still attached herself to the instruments and the vocals even during her time studying U.A, just as a hobby though. She was also naturally gifted at this talent compared to anything else she did when it came to being a hero, especially compared to the natural gifted fighters her friends; Todoroki, Midoriya and Bakugo were.

The musician excused herself from the room saying goodnight to Yaoyorozu who inisted that she eat more but she respectfully declined. still in a deep thought walking back towards her dorm room on the second floor. She slapped her face against her pillow and grabbed her phone out whilst simultaneously plugging her giant headphone that loomed over her entire ear blocking any peep from the outside world. She was listening to her favourite tunes composed by her most adored musician once again that mainly consisted of punk and rock. Her mind overloaded feeling like it was going to explode with her blonde friend being at the front of her mind and her future another minute. The music she was listening too only added towards the noise in her head.

She laying in her room embracing in her music for thirty minutes when there were three consecutive knocks on the door. Jirou had to process sometime before she responded to the person knocking. "Everyone should be partying downstairs," she thought.

"Come in."

"Are you busy right now. You left the party early so I thought that maybe you need some food right now for yourself. " It was her blonde friend Denki Kaminari who she regularly teased entering her room and a cause root of her uneasiness today. He was holding a plate of curry that the group had learnt to prepare during the training camp they attended. The boy held utensils in one hand and the dish filled to the brim with curry. He placed both down at the same time.

"No I'm fine. Thanks for the offer though." Humbly rejecting the curry the sound of her stomach rumbling interrupted her own words, Jirou punching her stomach in order to not embarrasses herself any further. Kaminari gave a grin now covering his mouth from laughter as their usual roles were reserved now with her being on the receiving end of the teasing instead of her.

"Come on! You know you want to dig into it." Eerking her further and further while nudging her with his elbow with his smirk continuing on throughout the whole duration of his teasing.

"Okay fine." She finally gave into the peer pressure and took the plate and spoon from his hand her tongue enveloping the food and sucking all the liquids that the grains of cooked rice alongside the flavourful liquid of the curry gave out. She paused for a moment before her face went into bliss reacting like she had seen the other side already. She snapped back into reality to see that once again she was getting laughed at before rushing through her meal to avoid her mistake.

"So you were hungry huh?"

"Yeah okay I was so shut up .... thanks for that jamming way ..... you really are useful for something huh?"

"Hey what is that meant to mean?" He rebutted to the seemingly mocking question that was addressed to him.

At this point the two were sitting down in close proximity to each other on top of Jirou's bed while the band leader cleaned the rest of her plate giving a deep sigh as her stomach felt fulfilled after missing majority of the dinner. Kaminiari eyes were drawn across the room where he noticed the numerous musical instruments that the girl owned with her room alongside music of the newest generation featured in a CD of the top 20 most popular music.

"So about today. Why did you leave all of a sudden?" Kaminari turned his head and simultaneously Jirou tilted her head in the same direction with her mouth half open from eating the curry. Both gazed at each other in close proximity to each other for seconds before starting to both fluster at the same time, the boy leaning back in her bed. The pairs face felt hot and started to express heat through their cheeks as they both apologised profusely.

"Sorry." He couldn't even maintain eye contact with the girl he was talking too.

"That alright. What were you going to say before?" The ear phone jacks were rattling reflecting the sound of her heartbeats in the current moment as she tried her appearance.

"So what were you stressed about. I know what you look like when you were stressed or not."

She had been hesitant to tell any off her friends a straight answer, even her best friend Yaoyorozu about her current problems but in the face of Kaminari, she had a trust in him for some reason that said that she could reveal anything to him.

"You know I thought my talent was pretty lame because it wasn't that it didn't seem that useful in the world. I'm not that good of a singer either. The more I realise what being a hero is, the more I think that I am more fit for another path. I don't know which path is the right one for me, heroism or music. I love saving people but I know in terms of my abilities to protect I am really not that impressive compared to everyone else right?"

"Does it matter? I don't know man, just do whatever you. To me you're the first person that I have ever respected as . How about you become a hero who sings to save people. That's who you are, that the earphone jacks I want to succeed. When I was young, I just wanted to become a popular cool guy surrounded by friends and into the latest trends. I became a hero because I thought fame could give me what I wanted. I see Bakugo and Kirshima and those two are way better heroes than me. Do you see you idiot? You don't have to better than all the people around. Just think about yourself because you are already an amazing hero, aren't you? Being a hero means helping people and it's not about whether you are better at doing something else than another, it's about just becoming a hero in the first place."

Jirou didn't know how to respond only that she felt that she was relived of all the anxiety she had experienced before internally wrapped around her decision. Those words had touched a place in her heart that no one had ever revealed before and she could only feel flustered with his serious face gazing at her eyes. Deep in thoughts she was interrupted by the presence of a little animal.

One of Koda's rabbits, its fur a pearly white colour squirmed through the door hopping into Jirou's arms . Jirou flinched for a moment before awing the cuteness of the animal and snuggling her cheek against the Rabbits face with her face while embracing its whole body within her hands.

"So cute. Look at the guy. He must have escaped from Koda's room somehow and made it's way over here. "Kaminari face just glared not at the cute animal but the person embracing her.

" Yeah, so cute indeed." Silently nodding in agreement.

"Well Jamming head, we might well as return this guy to Koda." She stood up starting to exit her room with the bunny wrapped in her hand before stopping abruptly and turning back to face her friend.

"By the way thank you for what you said before and just now."

"What I said?" Surprised with the compliment addressed to him he couldn't imagine what he said.

"Tokoyami told me that you tried your hardest to practice for the performance. I appreciate what you did from the bottom of my heart. Thank you. I'm going to strive to become a hero that saves people with her music." She seemed almost a brighten up which gave a slight smile to the blonde boy's face while also blushing because of how adorable she was in the light.

"No it's I who owe you a great debt."

"Hmm, did you say something?"

"No nothing."