After a long, annoying day at U.A., Katsuki Bakugo tread down the sidewalk, staring down as he did. The evening sun was beginning to set, exhaustion roaming through his bones.

He walks past the concert arena on the way home, but comes to a sudden stop as he hears the voice singing. He slightly tapped his foot to the beat, actually enjoying the rhythm. People would do concerts here all the time, but the very familiar voice singing had caught him off guard.

It was someone he knew, he just couldn't place it. He decides to take a quick detour and check it out, no matter how stupid he felt doing so.