You're the new guy at school who joined late. You decide to be the best hero the world has ever known, not only getting stronger along the way but making friends as well.
Note: I don't own any of these pictures. I couldn't draw to save my life.
On Saturday, I had no plans in mind. I decided to head to the study hall and refresh my mind on a few topics. On my way there, I heard a heavenly voice singing. Since I had nothing better to do, I decided to see who it was. I figured it was someone from Class - B or something. Once I reached the door, I looked through the glass in the door and saw my classmate, Jiro, singing her heart out. She was singing a very popular love song with an instrumental version playing on the amps. "Say you won't let go" by James Arthur (or your favorite love song). The way she was grabbing the microphone along with the passion on her face made my heart skip a beat.
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I became lost in her voice. My surroundings seemed to disappear as I fell deep in the song. I desperately wanted to open the door and hear it fully. I tried my best to creak the door open and slip in undetected. Luckily she was too invested into the song and didn't notice me. I stood by the door, being coated in the sweet, thick icing of her voice. Once she finished and dropped her head, I began to clap. She jumped and her face lit up bright red.
"W-What are you doing here?!" She said in a panic.
"I heard something beautiful so I came to look for it's source. I thought you were used to singing for other people?" I questioned.
She stayed silent.
~~~~~~~~~~ Jiro's POV ~~~~~~~~~~
I was absolutely shocked. Why of all people did it have to be him? The smartest, strongest.... cutest boy in our class. He was right, I was used to singing for crowds but I never sang for someone I liked. I couldn't help but stay quiet, I didn't know what to say. I was too busy focusing on him calling my voice beautiful.
".... did you really mean that?" I questioned.
"Yeah, " He said with a warm smile, "I enjoyed every second of it. D-Do you think..." He became a little flustered, "Do you think you could sing another one?"
I was shocked. He was acting like a fan would. I was beginning to get annoyed feeling all mushy so I tried to lighten up the atmosphere.
"An encore? I don't know." I said with a smile. I held my ear out to the 'crowd' waiting for a response.
(Y/N) smiled and cheered, "Wooo! Encore! Encore!" He began to chant. He then whispered pretending to be several different fans. "Wooo Jiro! I'm your number one fan! We love you. Ahhhh."
I couldn't help but smile. He was acting so cute and it was honestly boosting my confidence. "Alright!" I went to the stereo and put on a rock song.
~~~~~~~~~~ (Y/N)'s POV ~~~~~~~~~~
The second song she sang was amazing. Her voice flowed so smoothly. I didn't know someone's voice could make me feel so safe and secure. Even though I wished the song could go on forever, it ended sooner than I wanted. After she finished, she looked at me to see my response; I just sat there and smiled at her, lost in her beauty. I could see her smile turn sheepish. We were just staring at each other, like we were silently connecting to one another.
