You were chilling in Jirou’s dorm room one night. You were supposed to be studying, but ended up taking a break and messing around.

You watched as she strummed on her guitar, trying to come up with a melody for a song. She’d always been amazing with musical instruments, even if she chose to pursue being a hero instead.

Kyoka seemed to notice you staring at her, and she smiled, holding her arm out to you.

“C’mere. Sit on my lap. I’ll teach you how to play.”