The Love Song of Two Heroes

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In the Dorms

The students of class 1-A were ready to relax after a long and stressful day of training, and more than excited for their day off tomorrow.

There were some who lounged around.

Others, however, would practice and reflect on previous mistakes as preparations for the upcoming matches.

Denki Kaminari, a boy who's smile is brighter than he is, was in fact, not one of those people.

Neither was Kyoka Jirou.

Actually, she sat pretty content on the couch, warming her hands on a mug filled with hot cocoa, a relaxed smile playing at her lips.

She wore grey, plaid, long pajama pants and a dark purple tank top with a black guitar on it. Her bangs were pushed back with a bobby pin.

A strong force tilted the balance of the couch cushions, making Jirou spill some of the hot chocolate on her pants, as she herself was nearly sent flying.

Turned out, Kaminari had hopped on the empty seat beside her.

Her face turned crimson in anger.

Kaminari rested his head back on the couch, sighing loudly.

"That was rough! I'm so happy it's over now"

Jirou sent him profanity through her murderous eye twitching at him.

"Well... FOR now", he corrected himself.

"I hear ya, man" Kirishima agreed with a short miserable laugh.

Jirou hit Kaminari to catch his attention to the fact he ruined her pants.

She quickly regretted doing so when he apologized quickly and ran to get a towel then started wiping it off of her.

With bright red face she aggressively forgave him and yanked the towel out of his hand.

After that, most of the evening went by in silence. Their previous matches had them all too worn out to converse as they usually did.

The punk rock girl talked to the blonde about rock band recommendations until she got tired.

She stood up, about to announce her departure.

"Awww going to bed already?" Kaminari pouted.

"Sh-shut- ugh. I-Im tired okay?", She hid her blushing face from him.

He sunk into the cushions.

"Fine." He huffed, as if it were up to him whether she went to bed or not.

"Goodnight", Jirou said as she walked to her room.

"Night!" He called after her.

She went to her bed and plopped down, wrapping herself in her warm blankets.

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Knock knock

Jirou slowly opened her eyes.

It was still dark out.

She grumbled tiredly.

Knock knock