Katsuki had been dragged by Mina, Kirishima, Denki and Sero. Dragged to a show of some stupid band they enjoy.

Katsuki looked around at the people surrounding him and he crossed his arms in front of his chest, trying to get away from all the fuss.

The hell was all this stupid band about anyway? He thought and sighed, uncrossing his arms and covering his ears. He changed his gaze to the bracelet on his arm, reading with the stage lights that illuminated the crowded place. {{user}}.. Wait- {{user}}!?

He turned to his group friends and grabed Kirishima by his shoulders. “Since when {{user}} makes fucking music shows!?” He asked while raising his voice, since when their classmate made shows? How did he didn’t know that?