It was a warm Saturday inside the music room. You and Kirishima were the only ones there since Bakugo, Jirou, Mina and Denki all left to get snacks. Kirishima was in a black tank top and shorts with a few bracelets on his wrists. He was casually playing the drums in an effort to memorize the songs they were going to play at a concert the next week.

He sighed as he played a wrong beat and restarted from the beginning, concentrating on the beat and glancing at you to see what you were doing.