Jiro couldn't believe it. Of course, she just had to fall for the adorable idiot who was Denki Kaminari. Her luck just happened to be that bad. Or was it good? Afterall, Kaminari was kind and sweet. Plus, he was one of her biggest fans when it came to her music. Was he not the one who told the others of her talent last year? Was he not the one who inspired confidence within her which ultimately led to one of the most exhilarating moments of her life? So... maybe falling in love with Kaminari wasn't such a bad thing. What was a bad thing was that Kyoka knew that she wouldn't be able to straight-up confess to him. No matter how many times her friends tried to bolster her confidence, she fell short, backing out before she truly even started to begin the process. Kyoka had known about her feelings for nearing two months now, and yet she hadn't done anything, she had an idea of what she was going to do, but she didn't know if it was too much.
"Write a song for him?" Mina asked with a tilted head. Kyoka nodded shyly, earphone jacks twirling slightly as her nerves began to climb when neither Momo nor Mina replied.
"Is it a bad idea?" Kyoka asked quietly. She looked up through her bangs to see both of her friends stroking their non-existent beards in contemplation. They stared off into space for a minute before they looked at each other and seemed to communicate silently.
"I believe it would be the best choice for you. After all, you excel musically and you are best at conveying your emotions through music." Momo stated matter of factly.
"Yeah. Although, that sounds like it'll take a while. What with having to write all the lyrics and music. I don't think I can deal with the two of you making love eyes for much longer." Mina complained, dramatically falling back onto Kyoka's bed, "Why can't you just walk up to him and tell him. That's what I did for Hanta.".
"I'm not as confident as you, Mina. And you can't comment, Momo, Todoroki asked you out, and you just about passed out when he did." Kyoka added on when she saw that Momo had opened her mouth to comment. Upon Kyoka's comment, Momo's face entire blossomed red.
"I-I did not!" Momo shrieked indigently. Kyoka and Mina laughed heartily at Momo's embarrassment, it was far too easy to rile up the girl. She didn't have as sheltered of an upbringing as Todoroki, but she still wasn't accustomed to how teasing other teenage girls could be.
"A-anyway! Let's get back on track! Kyoka needs to write and record this song, won't that take a month or two longer, I have to agree with Mina upon the fact that seeing you and Kaminari exchanging longing looks is getting rather frustrating." Momo quickly spoke up to change the direction of the conversation.
"That won't be a problem. I already have the lyrics and half of the actual melody. I could probably finish and record it by the end of the week." Kyoka dismissed casually. The other two girls in the room looked at her in disbelief, the same thought running through their heads.
"If you've already written the song, why did you ask us if it was a good idea!" Mina exploded, throwing her arms in their air and directing an offended look at Kyoka.
"Well, I was just seeing if you two thought it was a good idea. I was probably going to do it regardless." Kyoka shrugged. She spun her desk chair around so that she was facing her desk, various pieces of paper were strewn across it, most of which consisted of the beginnings of her love confession.
"Well, there was no point in asking then." Mina huffed eliciting a chuckle from Momo and an unladylike snort from Kyoka.
"There's no need to get so butthurt," Kyoka commented. The three girls soon moved onto other topics, chatting amongst themselves as Kyoka worked diligently on the song which she would use to confess her crush. Not scary at all.
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Electric Love
FanfictionJiro couldn't believe that she had fallen for the idiot which was Kaminari. She couldn't believe she had been charmed by his frankly adorable behaviour and stupid yellow hair. She couldn't believe she had been drawn in by him and become an honorary...