--8 am--
The Festival finally began.
The morning started with Y/n being awoken by a rough hug on his chest. Knowing who it was due to the soft pair pressing against the huge man's toned chest. His eyes fluttered open as he was greeted by the familiar blue-haired girl he knew just on top of his figure.
"Nejire...why are you in the men's section of the dorm again...?" he said in a monotone voice as he gazed down at his friend's figure...hugging him in a very suggestive position. "A-And...uh...why are you hugging me like that?"
"Hm? What're you saying, Y/n? This is how I hug!" She said, hugging the huge man even tighter, in the said...suggestive position.
"U-Uhm...t-that's good, you can get off me now though...I'm already awake--"
"No! It's actually kinda nice, and comfy here! I might nap on you."
Y/n mumbled something incoherent.
"What was that?" Nejire asked cheerfully.
"Nothing," the latter quickly said before gently shoving Nejire to his bed, getting up, then stretching. "A-Anyway..uh...what're you doing here?"
"To wake you up, of course!" she replied with a wide smile.
"Jeez...you know it's wrong to sneak up on a man's unit, and yet you still snuck into mine," he added as he did his daily stretching. "Damn sneaking in through my balcony..." he whispered to himself.
"I mean yeah! You're my favorite friend!"
Y/n grumbled to himself as he took off his shirt. "Favourite to pick on, sure."
Turning back to Nejire on his bed, he noticed she was not in her light blue pajamas but wearing an oversized blue shirt that covered half of her thighs, showing off, a lot of skin. Y/n looked away. The latter then stretched on his huge bed and made herself comfortable by tucking herself under Y/n's blanket.
"Oh wow...you're bed's comfier! Comfier than you even!" she teased as she flipped over to the colder side of the bed.
"Owie. My feelings."
"Hehe," she then proceeded to close her eyes.
Y/n frowned. "Nejire...I think you need to leave cuz...if one of our classmates busts down my door, there's gonna be like, a huge misunderstanding--"
BOOM
Down came the door to Y/n's unit.
The huge man cringed so much that it gave him goosebumps. This was the worst way to start the morning.
A girl in his room, which so happened to be Nejire, wearing an oversized shirt showing off most of her LEGS and thickness, a very messy bed giving an assumption that SOMETHING happened, and a half-naked Y/n standing conveniently adjacent to the entrance of his dorm room. That alone gave too many ideas and too many suggestions and the huge man prayed that it wouldn't be--
"Ohhhhh~ What's happening here~?" a female voice uttered.
'Oh God...out of all people...why her?' Y/n thought as he just stood there seemingly dumbfounded with a smug grin.
The female that barraged down Y/n's door was none other than Ouchi Yasu. The self-proclaimed "best" in the entirety of class 3A.
Let's describe what she looks like exactly, shall we?
She's a tomboy. An aggressive one at that. She has a boyish hairstyle, an undercut with the top of her hair a bit longer than the underside, her hair had a dark red shade with a small wave on her bangs concealing her left eye, an hourglass frame the same as Nejire's, and as short as her too. She has orange menacing eyes and sharp teeth, and also a massive ego to satisfy. As of late, she wore skin-tight pants and an oversized white shirt with the word "oppai" written on the chest area...right where her...breasts were. Let's just say they're large. Even if she wore an oversized shirt...it was still quite evident.
Though hers was larger than Nejire's, the blue-haired teenager, on the other hand, was rather packed in the cake industry.
But that's beside the point.
Right now, Yasu was grinning like a madwoman after taking in the scene before her.
Y/n--half naked with his pajamas on, standing just adjacent to his door, some clothes littered on the floor, one of them being his boxers and a napping Nejire just on top of his messy yet comfortable bed.
The whole scene by itself gives, as said, a lot of ideas. Luckily it was only her that busted through Y/n's room. Though just Yasu alone was already a massive load to deal with.
"Awww did Nejire beat me to it~?" she uttered, cackling like a witch. "What a lucky girl~ I'm gonna ask her how big you are."
Already having an idea where she's going, Y/n grumbled, scratching his cheek. "It's not what it looks like, Yasu--"
"Ohhh it is what it looks like~ I can smell it from here~" she further provoked with a devious grin. "I can see it written all over you~"
"Yasu..." Y/n continued, waltzing through his room, and opening his closet to grab his gray oversized shirt and put it on. "You broke down my door. You're gonna have to fix it--"
"That's beside the point," she said, her tone suddenly stern, still with that wide toothy grin. "You two fucked, didn't you?"
Y/n choked on his spit, staggering a bit before staring at Yasu with a look of disgust mixed with shock. "W-What? N-No...She just--"
"She just what?" she cut him off with a smirk.
"She...uhm...She just sneaked into my room alright?--"
"To fuck?"
"To...wake me up--"
"To fuck."
"No...she just wanted to--"
"To fuck you? Yeah, I thought so."
Y/n rubbed his temples. "What do you want, Yasu?" he asked placing a hand on his pocket pajama. "Why are you even here? This is the men's section of the dorm. Go annoy Denji for all I care."
"Ugh, no way. Denji's a pain. He's got a thing for boobs and ogles all over me," she smirks. "Plus...I'm more into...taller...bigger guys~"
"..." Y/n rolled his eyes. "What about Aki? You're basically half of his entire height."
"That guy? Not my type. He's quiet and cold."
"He's...literally like me."
"Your way better though~"
"Yasu, I can sue you for trespassing."
She scoffed. "In our dorms? You wish."
Then suddenly an invisible force grasped his entire being and eventually, he was slowly being dragged toward Yasu. Her quirk was undeniably strong, extremely potent even if it was one of the most seemingly common.
Yasu had a normal, common quirk. But she was blessed. If it weren't for Y/n or the Big Three, she'd be in the top INSTANTLY.
---
Ouchi Yasu
Quirk: Extremely Potent Telekinesis
Age: 18
Height: 5'4
---
Her quirk may be basic, but she was no doubt powerful. No wonder she was recommended to the school.
Once Y/n was inches before her, she was basically his chest level, near his waist area, so her face would always face that area. As of now, however, she lifted up his shirt and gazed at his pecs, and ended up groping them and his other assets.
"Yasu...this is sexual harassment..." Y/n warned. "This is sueable--"
Sadly an invisible force silenced him.
"Shut up for a sec, oh my God," she said as she felt all over him.
"Mmph," Y/n grumbled. "MMmmph! MmmppH!
"Hm?" Yasu responded, still adoringly caressing Y/n's body. "I get it alright? You got a nice, V-shaped body, wonderful obliques, well-defined lats, biceps...triceps, and all that. You're just how I like my men~ Luckily you got a handsome face. That shit's already a plus," She grins deviously, her fingers tracing along his pecs as she gazed at a sacred spot. "Now let's see just how large you are~"
Then suddenly a large red hammer loomed over Yasu, just inches before ramming her to the ground.
"SECRETTTT AMBUSHHHHH!!" another female voice roared as she slammed down her red hammer at blinding speeds, releasing Y/n from the invisible force, and making the huge man land on his feet.
"Uhm...Ayumi?" the huge man asked, wondering why his pink-haired classmate with red horns just attempted murder.
"DUMBASS ITS KATO AYUMI!! SAY MY NAME WITH UTMOST RESPECT AND HONOR!! AND REFER TO ME AS POWER DUMFUCK! WE'VE BEEN CLASSMATES FOR 3 YEARSSS! IS YOUR BRAINNN NOT FUNCTIONING??" she yelled at Y/n, recoiling her red hammer that created a crater on the floor they were on. Sadly, there was no flattened Yasu on the ground.
Y/n only rubbed his temples. He knew this girl as one of Denji's buddies. Those two are a chaotic bunch. Only Aki was the sane one in that group. "A-Ayumi...Fine--whatever--Power, please don't create a crater right in front of my room."
"YOUUU PUNY HUMANN DON'T HAVE THE RIGHT TO ORDER MEEE, THE GREAT POWA, AROUNDDD!!" she yelled at Y/n before Yasu suddenly appeared before her.
The red-haired girl scoffed. "Another pain in the ass," she uttered darkly as she clenched her fist, recoiled it, and struck different areas in Power's body in an instant, making her cough out dabs of blood before, sending the pink-haired girl flying through the end of the boy's dorm hallway.
"Tch, weak as usual," she said grimly. However, just below her feet, the dabs of blood left on the ground by Power, suddenly sprung up to the ceiling as 5-meter large blood spears, with the intent of killing Yasu.
The redhead dodged all of them with ease.
Even so, the said blood spears pierced the ceiling.
Yasu can't help but grin in amusement. "Well done Ayumi, finally using that empty head of yours."
At the end of the boy's hallway, a faint yell yet muffled yell was heard. "IT'S POWER MOTHER FUCKER!!"
Right then and there, another blood spear was hurled right at Yasu's face, stopping so suddenly mere centimeters before reaching her eye. The red-haired teenager grabbed the blood spear with her hand and broke it away with ease.
"Even you're aiming's improved," she said mildly surprised. "My baby girl's learning so much from my beatings~" she added sarcastically with a sly grin.
A muffled yell was heard from the other side. "D-DON'T CALL ME A 'BABY GIRL'! I WILL BECOME THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED AMERICAS AND SEND ORANGE MUSHROOM CLOUDS AT YOUR FACE!"
"You wish," she said scoffing, before turning back to Y/n.
The huge man trembled a bit after remembering what she might do to him. "You're...not going to sexually harass me again, are you...?"
"Nah, I ain't in the mood after that fucking bigot showed up," the red-haired girl responded, annoyed. Then she just groped the sacred area unannounced with a diabolical smirk. "Maybe later I will~," she said just before waltzing downstairs.
Y/n cringed as he watched his classmate go down the stairs, intentionally swaying her hips, eventually disappearing. "I hate that girl..."
The shuffling and slight groaning from within Y/n's room caught his attention.
Nejire awoke from her nap.
She yawned widely, stretching as if she had just woken up from a deep sleep. "What time...is it?"
Y/n leaned on his broken door frame. "It's time for breakfast."
Meanwhile, from the other side of the men's dorm, Mirio was seen helping out a staggering Power to her feet.
The pink-haired girl "acknowledged" the blonde's kindness, trudged toward the stairs, and stumbled down.
--8:45 am--
"BAHAHAHAHAH" Denji, more so known as the pervert in class 3A laughed hysterically out loud with food in his mouth as he pointed his chopsticks at Power. "YOU LOST AGAINST YASU?! IMAGINEE! I COULD NEVER LOSE TO SOME BIG-TITTIED--"
He was silenced when an invisible force dislocated his left shoulder, leading the ginger to let out a goofy scream since there was meat in his mouth.
Now it was Power's turn to laugh at Denji. "SERVE'S YOUR RIGHT FOR MOCKING THE OH SO GREAT POWA!!"
She too was silenced when her mouth was suddenly stuffed with a barrage of vegetables due to an invisible force. It was already evident it was Yasu's doing.
Power vomited on her plate after that.
"Shut it, twerps," Yasu uttered darkly.
Meanwhile, Aki was sitting beside Tamaki at the table the big Three were in, including Y/n. The huge man sat beside Nejire.
"Aren't they you're buddies, Aki-san?" Mirio, being the considerate man he is, asked.
"Yes," the latter begrudgingly replied. "Yes, they are...They're a pain in my ass honestly..." he said, chewing his food. "But they aren't totally useless."
"Are you sure they aren't brothers and sisters?" Nejire asked curiously. "They keep hitting and smacking each other like it's a normal thing!"
"..." Aki chewed on his food. "I'm starting to see it that way."
Then a new voice appeared. "Yeah, a weird bunch aren't they huh, Aki?"
It was a man Y/n will be performing with later. His name was Fukushima Takeshi, and he was rather the chillest man in class.
It was kind of ironic.
Even though his quirk summons large lava golems of various sizes continuously to which he can modify how extensive his golems can be at will, he's a pretty chill guy for a steaming hot quirk.
The only downside to that is, he can only summon one golem, and, as said, when one get's mashed like a potato, he'll just summon another one with relative ease, but even if the said golem's size increases drastically, there's still a limit to it.
"Oh, right," then Takeshi faced Y/n who was nibbling on a chicken bone. "Y/n, since our performance starts at like--what, 3 pm? After the beauty contest or something, care to practice at...later 10 am? With Suki and I?"
"Yeah, sure," the latter responded with a nod.
"Bet, you better be there!" the man with the intimidating quirk said with a toothy grin. "Otherwise, I'm gonna intentionally make you miss the beauty contest. Heh. I've been noticing some reactions y'know--"
"Okay, okay I get it, I'll go, damn."
The latter gave a light chuckle before lightly shoving Y/n's head.
Nejire tilted her head. "Performance? You mean, the 'male flexing competition'?"
Aki's nose wrinkled in disgust. "That's an event? The class thought of that?"
"You need practice for that?" Tamaki added, mumbling quietly.
"Yasu demanded it---well, also our girl classmates--wait, you weren't there, Aki?" Mirio said, taking a bite from his teriyaki.
"I was...sleeping."
"Yeah, that isn't going through anymore," Y/n assured them. "It's a music band thing now. Like, a music show off."
Aki took a sip of his coffee. "So that's why I've been hearing all those saxophone sounds."
"My fault bro."
"Nah, I don't mind. Helps me fall asleep better."
"Oh, then I'll keep on playing then."
Nejire pouted for some reason, grabbing Y/n's shirt, and tugging it a bit like a child. "Hey, Y/n. Play me some saphone sounds too when I go to sleep!"
"It's saxophone, Nejire."
Mirio grinned. "Awww is Nejire-chan jealouss~"
"J-Jealous?" the blue-haired teenager asked. "Whatever you mean!"
Then a certain ginger butted in.
"So hey, I heard there's a male flexing competition. I wanna join."
Aki grumbled. "Denji, we went off that topic 7 seconds ago--"
"Yeah it ain't happening sadly," Mirio said in mock sadness, patting the ginger's back.
"GUHHH! WHY NOTTT?!" he said, suddenly yelling out loud.
"Ask ma'am midnight!" Mirio retorted with a smile. "Sheee disapproved the competition!"
"No fair!" Denji complained. "Now how am I supposed to flex my 16 pack-abs to the whole academy!?"
"I don't think it's humanly possible to gain that," Tamaki debunked.
"Shut up NERD!!"
Tamaki's head flailed to the table as he fell into an existential crisis
"Awww damnn!!" Then Denji fell to his knees. "I wanted to impress Yasu for fuck's sakeee! I want to see some booo--"
CRACK
Then his spine broke.
Leaving the man falling limp to the ground like a ragdoll.
"Wha.." Then the ginger's eyes widened. "My dick..! I can't feel my dick!! DAMN YOU YASUU!!!"
"Dickwad," the shorter redhead scoffed as she waltzed toward the exit. "Your penis' probably not big enough."
"WHA?! I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW MY DICK IS 13 METERS IN GIRTH!!" everyone didn't like the way he said that.
While the ginger was currently sobbing to himself on how he was now unable to copulate with the females, on the other hand, Aki stood up, trudged toward the whining Denji, and poured some boiling hot coffee on his face.
"OW OW HEY! WATCH IT NO BALLS!"
"Actually shut up, you're making a scene," the latter said in an irritated tone, kneeling down on one knee in the process. "Even if you break every bone in your body, you won't die. Anyway, where's the...thing to like...rev your heart or something."
"It's on my chest."
The others and the rest of the class just went about their breakfast, ignoring the murderous attempts that just took place minutes ago, and just now.
Power was seen vomiting on the kitchen sink.
She was later scolded by her other classmates.
Then Mirio stood up and grinned. "Well folks, I must go now" he stated in a jolly tone. "Eri calls for me!"
"Oh, you mean that kid you guys saved?" Aki questioned.
"Yep!" the blonde responded in a jolly tone. "We're bringing her to the festival today! The poor girl forgot how to smile, so we're gonna make her have so much fun, she'll smile so bright it'll light up the world!"
The latter nodded. "As optimistic as usual."
Nejire, Tamaki, and Y/n all smiled at Mirio's mindset, even though he lost a very important part of himself.
Denji stood up and stretched before saying something. "What're you gonna do, protect her? I mean, you don't got a quir--"
CRACK
One of his classmates silenced the ginger in the form of breaking his jaw.
"Oh no, sorry, my hand slipped there," a voice spoke from the other side. Their classmate was seen sitting on the couch adjacent to where the Tv was, which was 5 meters away from the ginger. How could he possibly attack at that range?
Anyway...
It was their classmate Hakuji. He's specialized in martial arts to a massive degree. His quirk was basically absorbing any sort of shock, or the trauma of attacks and sending them back with his fists or in any form he wants a "hundred times stronger"--as he likes to exaggerate--than the attack thrown at him. Absorbing said shock or trauma will also greatly increase his durability being more durable than he previously was by a "hundredfold" as well. The more trauma or shock he absorbs, the more different he'll look physically. But he'd only absorb the shocks if he wanted to. He didn't need it. He was already powerful by himself. He'll use his quirk when necessary.
In fact, he was the only one that managed to slightly crack Y/n's seemingly impenetrable armor and was one of two, that being of course, Y/n, that were able to resist Yasu's already tough telekinesis to some extent, already making him stand out as one of the strongest aside from Yasu and the Big Three.
Oh, and he was really fast.
Hakuji at the moment only wore a simple skin-tight black undershirt with white highlights around the shoulders and shorts. He had short black hair and pink eyelashes. He was a handsome man as well no doubt, and only a couple inches shorter than Y/n.
Nejire shivered a bit. "Why does everyone hate on Denji?"
"Well, I don't really hate him," Y/n said. "He just...doesn't know when to shut up is all."
The latter just revved his heart, as a result, reattached his jaw so he could speak. "They hate me cuz I'm a perv, huhu," he said mockingly. Then he placed both hands on Y/n's shoulders. "That's why your my favorite! Cuz you don't hate me!"
"Yeah, I think you're pretty cool."
"See! Y/n's my bro for real."
"Shut up," Hakuji said from afar.
"Now look at that egotistical fuck. That guy hated me since day one!"
"No, I struck you because I simply dislike you," the martial artist retaliated. "It's alright though. I only dislike you. The rest of our classmates I do not dislike."
Denji deadpanned. "..." He rubbed his nose. "You said 'dislike' way too many times. Are you failing in speech? Have you gone inarticulate?"
CRACK
Denji's body went flop onto the mattress. "Man. You've got a real punchable face if I do say so myself," Hakuji said, shrugging off the insult from the latter.
--10 am--
"I heard Denji's skull was cracked between his eyes," Takeshi said as he prepared to practice before their performance, tapping the mic. "Is he gonna be alright?"
"I mean, we once saw his head get chopped off and a chain just sprouted from his neck and reattached himself..." their classmate, Suki assured him. "So...I don't think a simple crack on the skull is gonna kill him."
Suki was a short woman, about 5'3. She has blonde hair, blue eyes, and an hourglass figure...while Y/n being the huge man he is, and Takeshi being 6'0, was basically in between two towers.
However, her quirk was simply called Morphing. She can simply switch and become any animal she thought of and increase the size significantly, but it costs extra effort.
"Probably gonna give him a lasting headache though," Y/n added as he wiped his saxophone.
"Yeah, true."
"Meh."
Then Takeshi grabbed the mic. "Testing, testing, is this thing working?" he said, his voice echoing throughout the practice room.
"It's working," Suki said as she sat on her seat, her instrument being an electric piano with specific modifiers around the base while a turntable was on her right, another instrument used by DJs.
"Mhm," Y/n said as he held his saxophone.
"Ayt guys, let's start. And a one, and a two, and a one two three, go!"
--11 am--
Y/n scratched his head. "Yeah, class 1A's music was good. I don't think we can beat it."
"I have to agree there," Suki added.
"Oh come on guys don't be so grim," Takeshi grinned. "We just have to be better."
"Easier said than done dumbass," uttered the nervous Suki.
"Psh, yeah whatevs! Just don't forget your parts. We're playing two songs, alright?"
"Right."
"Mhm."
Then Y/n saw a green figure zooming toward him. "Y/n!!!!"
"Oh, shit, he's coming at me," the huge man said as he braced for a bit.
"Isn't that Izuku? The kid that somehow gets beaten up by his own quirk?"
"Yuup."
As they waited, the greenhead finally came to a halt when he was in front of Y/n, panting for a bit before regaining his composure. "G-Good morning!"
"You too," the latter said, nodding.
The greentte scratched his cheek for a bit. "S-Say, uhm..d-did you like my class's performance?"
"Yeah actually, it's pretty good, I don't think my group's music can beat yours."
"O-Oh, really? T-That's great! Ah, by the way, are your gonna perform later? Like, what time?" then the greenhead finally took notice of Y/n's band. "Ah! Good morning to you...! Uh..."
"You can call me, Takeshi," one of them said.
"Suki."
"R-Right! Good morning to you, Takeshi! Suki!" he said bowing low.
"Kid, you're being way too polite it's weird," Takeshi joked, chuckling.
"I'M SORRY!" Izuku blurted out, his bow falling deeper to the ground.
"R-Relax kid, lift up your head, jeez," the latter said, before lightly giggling.
"He's kinda cute for that," Suki said out of the blue.
Izuku only gulped before lifting up his head. "T-Thank you very much...Erm...actually, what time will you guys perform?"
"Hmmm," Takeshi took the honors to answer. "I believe we're gonna perform at 2 pm, after the beauty contest."
"Didn't you say 3 pm?" Y/n interrupted.
"Shush kiddo, I'm older than you, I say what time."
"Oh! Alright! I'll tell my classmates to watch with me at that time then!" Izuku said.
"Oh yes, please do, so that my reputation can increase," the latter joked once more.
Izuku let out a hearty laugh. "Sure! See you guys there!" the greenhead said before running back to his class that was picking up some unwanted ice chunks.
"He's a good kid."
"Not gonna lie he's pretty cute. So my type," Suki said out of the blue once more.
"Suki," Y/n started. "Don't do anything rash. He's a minor."
"Fuck, your right."
"Don't tell me you already had...plans...in that head of yours..." Takeshi added teasingly.
"Well...I had. But, when Y/n told me he's a minor, I guess I'll have to wait."
"For 2 years?"
"For 2 years."
"I can't wait that long."
"I can."
Y/n rubbed his nape. "I'm pretty sure we're gonna start at 3 pm."
--1 pm--
Takeshi rubbed his temples. "Y/n, all your damn gobbling on the weiners--"
"It's hotdogs."
"Fine, whatever. We weren't able to reserve seats for the beauty contest."
"It's actually, 'beauty pageant.'"
"Did..did you just correct me?"
"I have."
The latter scoffed as he took notice of the huge crowd up ahead that were in their seats, viewing the stage where the contestants will take place.
"I'm not really affected," Y/n said as he licked his ice cream. "I can see everything anyway."
"I guess...I can see through some heads, so it ain't that bad," the latter said, shrugging.
Suki grumbled. "Well, I can't see shit."
"Wanna sit on my shoulder?" Y/n suggested.
"Oh, that's hot. Sure."
"..." the huge man deadpanned, scooting away a bit. "Maybe not."
"Awww damn, sorry, sorry! I won't make it weird!"
"Better not," Y/n said before Suki morphed into a raven, landed on his shoulder, then morphed back into her original form.
"Ahh, much better. I can see the whole world now."
Meanwhile, Y/n saw Takeshi staring at the two of them. "Is there something you need?"
"May I sit on your shoulder--"
"No."
"Why--"
"You can see good enough."
"Hmph. Finee, whatever."
"Guys shut up, look, it's starting."
---
Later that hour everyone really liked Nejire's performance. She was able to capture everyone's attention when she used her own quirk to release dazzling trails of yellow light whenever she flicked her wrists. She really did look like an innocent fairy at that moment.
Takeshi grinned. "You were staring at Nejire a lot aye." the man said, nudging Y/n's arm.
"You were staring at her too dumbass. We're literally no different. Like, everyone was staring."
"Ungh, fair point."
--1: 30 pm--
When the beauty pageant finished, Izuku and his friends and classmates were about to make their plans to go try out other places in the festival, the greenhead remembered right then and there that Y/n's band performance was gonna take place in 30 minutes.
Most of the group already left. That being Iida, Mineta, Bakugo, that one electric quirk user, and Shoto
"Ah! Guys, uh, there's a performance I wanna catch up to! It's from someone I know! They're going to have a music show off actually! Just like ours!" Izuku told his friends. "Wanna join me?"
"Sure!" Mina said jumping up and down.
"Yeah! I'd like to see others perform!" Uraraka said in glee. "Who's going to sing though?"
"I dunno!" the greenhead responded. "All I know is that Y/n will be a part of it!"
"Ooohh that guy! Yep! I'm going!"
Kirishima joined in the conversation. "OOOHHH Y/n?! That guy can play some music?! I'm really gonna enjoy watching him perform if that's the case!"
"That's awesome!" Izuku said with a bright smile.
Then Tsyu joined in the convo as well, placing a hand on her chest. "You mean that one kinda scary guy? Y/n?"
"Yupp!"
"Guess I'm going too since all of you guys are."
Jirou shrugged with a small smile. "I like music, let's go!"
"Definitely!" Momo said with a wide smile. "I'll go anywhere you guys will!"
"Oh, you mean Y/n's band with Takeshi and Suki?" Mirio added, carrying Eri on his left shoulder.
Izuku nodded. "Mhm!"
"Ohhh! They start in 30 minutes, I know exactly where they'll perform," then he turned his attention to Eri on his shoulder. "Wanna see Y/n perform, Eri-chan?"
"Uhm...who's Y/n?" she asked curiously.
"Ah, right. You haven't seen him yet," then Mirio switched his attention to Tamaki. "You gonna watch Y/n too?"
"Well...I got nothing else to do, so yeah, I guess so."
"That's awesome!" Mirio said with a blinding smile. "Alright! All that wanna see Y/n perform, follow me!" he said with his fist pumped up high.
--1:58 pm--
"Say, wasn't this the place where we performed last time?" Kirishima asked, looking around, noticing how there were much more people that were inside than when they performed. "And there are so many people too, is Y/n a hot shot?"
"I mean, you've already interacted with him, right? So, whaddya think?"
"He's pretty good-looking! And cool! Wait, is he a foreigner?"
"He was born in Japan but his parents weren't pure Japanese! That's...what Y/n told me!"
"Ooohh!"
"Your right as well, Kirishima," Momo stated. "There are...a lot more people in this room than I thought. Actually, I haven't seen this...Y/n yet. And uh..from your previous conversations, he's...handsome?"
"He's stunning." Ochaco interrupted.
"Ochaco's right," Tsyu confirmed. "His looks are sort of on a different level that it's kinda weird."
"Hmm," the mature and wise student of class 1A uttered with her fingers on her chin. "We'll see then!"
"I heard in the crowd that this Y/n is playing a saxophone. It's a pretty easy-to-play instrument, though I wonder how he'll play it." Jirou had to add, being the instrument geek she was.
"I'm hearing a lotta compliments bout Y/n bein' good looking!" Mina said excitedly. "I expect as much!"
"Y/n is...handsome?" Eri asked, frowning, trying to remember what the man looks like. "I don't...remember."
"It's alright Eri!" Mirio assured her. "You actually never really saw him in the first place! Hehe, that's why you don't recognize the name."
Then suddenly all the lights in the huge stadium turned off, leaving the whole stage in the dark.
"Oop. It's starting," the blonde said, quite excited about what Y/n and his band practiced for.
"Mirio-san," Izuku called him out."
"Yeah?"
"Will Y/n be the one singing?"
"Ohhh, pshh nahhh, I doubt he'll sing. Probably Takeshi or Suki will be the one to sing," the latter scoffed, knowing Y/n. "I mean, I guess he could sing, but...yeah I just don't see him singing."
Then the headlights suddenly blared to life, revealing three people on stage.
A woman with blonde hair with blue eyes that wore an all-white crop top, short shorts, and headphones with furry ears on the top was seated at the far back of the stage with a huge rectangular turntable used mostly for Dj's, a man with neck-length orange hair and green eyes in front of the mic, he wore this time white long sleeves and a white overcoat and had nothing in his hands aside from a mic, while the man himself, Y/n was seen sitting on a black box wearing an all black trench coat with his messy hair and a saxophone in his hands.
With that, a flash of light started their performance.
[Place here any song you want that includes a saxophone]
Right then and there, everyone observing them, which was the audience of course, started cheering and screaming, especially the women.
"He's actually pretty good with the saxophone!" Jirou said, bobbing to the beat.
"Wait, is Y/n the guy in black?!" Mina had to ask, wanting to know who he was.
"Yup!" Izuku confirmed.
"Oh no he's hotttt!" the alien girl whined.
Momo only nodded her head. "He...Yes, he indeed does have good looks. And uh...good physique."
"He's pretty...big too huh?"
"Yeah actually. He's like...only a few inches shorter than All Might in his flexed form," Mirio added. "Wow, Takeshi knows how to sing."
"Are they your classmates?"
"Yep! All of them are!" the blonde said with a grin. "Everyone in my class is a chaotic bunch. Like, literally. There are a lot of strong people I know in my class."
"Whoooa, really?" Mina said in wonder. "So I guess it was very hard to earn the title of the strongest in the whole school, huh?"
"Definitely. If it weren't for Tamaki over here," the blonde said, placing a hand over the latter with a wide grin. "And Nejire, I'd probably be second to the strongest!"
The group around him chuckled when they heard his joke.
Then Mirio turned his attention to Y/n playing the saxophone. "Anyways! Let's enjoy the show, cmon guys! Ladies? Find Y/n, breathtaking yet?"
"Already did the first time I laid eyes on him!!" Mina yelled, already fangirling on Y/n, jumping up and down.
"He looks SO COOL!!" Kirishima said with sparkles in his eyes. "He's just oozing with manliness I swear!!"
"So that's Y/n..." Eri said in mild surprise, humming to herself. "Humm...I don't remember..."
"It's okay Eri-chan!" Izuku reassured her with a smile. "Let's just enjoy the music!"
The little girl on Mirio's shoulder smiled widely and nodded. "Okay!"
Later that day, everyone was able to enjoy the festival, even Y/n and Tamaki who both unknowingly and unintentionally had fun the most.