"We going to Akaheya tonight? You've got another gig, right Jackie?" Akano questioned excitedly as the students of class 1-L sat and ate their lunch. It's been three weeks since Kyo joined their class, but she fit in quite well. She wasn't much of a talker, but she did very much enjoy listening to their wacky stories. Typically they didn't mix in with the other classes, mostly because A̶k̶a̶n̶o̶ a̶n̶d̶ K̶a̶t̶s̶u̶k̶i̶'s̶ their clashing personalities don't exactly fit in well with those of the other classes..

"Yeah," Jackie paused to take a bite of her sandwich. Despite her protests, Jackie's mom insists that she makes her a lunch for school almost every day. Jackie loved it, although she'd never admit it. "I'm surprised it didn't take a lot of fighting to get the band to go to an open mic night." Kyo peered at her curiously. Open mic night? She looked at Mut3 for an explanation. Words rolled across his screen leisurely as he sipped a can of oil.

"You know Jackie and I are in a band," The words said, Kyo nodding in affirmation. "Well Jackie and I like to play gigs around town once or twice a month. But we got the rest of the band to agree to do one tonight at Aka Heya." The little cowlicks stop Kyo's head fluttered quickly.

"The hell she doin?" Allistor questioned, mouthful of UA's cafeteria food.

"I..Is that your quirk?" One of Kesshō's spider legs sprouted from his back through the slots in his white shirt, poking the fluttering hair. She shook her head, cheeks flushed in embarrassment.

"Nervous tick?" Nashī suggested. Kyo nodded, holding a finger to her nose. Nashī grinned. "Bingo."

"Well what IS your quirk then?" Kishi suddenly spoke up. "It's been three weeks and you haven't told us- well, you actually haven't said a thing."

"Hey now, don't be nosey there buddy," Nashī smacked the taller jelly-skelly on the back of her head, earning a disgruntled yelp from the younger sister. "If she don't wanna tell us she doesn't have to."

"Well excuse me for wanting to get to know my classmates." Kishi snapped. "And if you must know, I'm NOT just being nosey! I'm gathering information for the sports festival."

"What's the point. We ain't allowed to participate anyway." Nashī rolled her eyes. Kyo looked back at Mut3, once again confused.

"Remedial class doesn't have the privilege," Jackie clarified, her voice laced with a bit of venom that stuck a feeling a fear in Kyo's chest. "We're the bad kids. If UA can't turn you all around, then you're the 1% expected to become nobodies."

"Oi, what makes you exempt from the 1%?!" Allistor looked offended, a hand on his chest to display just how offended he felt.

"Because Mut3 and I have jobs outside of hero-ing, so if this doesn't work out, we still have a fallback."

"Well not all of us are fortunate enough to be talented like you two…" Kesshō nervously tapped his finger tips together, looking anywhere but at Jacklyn.

"Shut up man you're hella talented." Kasai pat Kesshō on the back. "Cheer up!" He smiles brightly, and the whole rest of the table seemed to loosen up. They commenced having casual conversation, laughing and joking like before.

But something was gnawing at Kyo, creeping in the back of her mind. It wasn't fair, was it? To exempt the remedial class from school activities like the sports festival? It's not like they did anything wrong, they just had a bad label.. from what she'd seen so far, exuberant as they may be, they were just a bunch of good kids who've made poor choices.

The bell rang for their next class. Slowly the lunchroom cleared out, and the kids of class 1-L found themselves back at their desks, under the watchful eyes of Hakudoshi Sensei.

"You're late, what's the occasion?" Kasai nodded to Nashī as she sat down in the booth across from his. Kishi slid in beside her.

"Do you know how hard it is to get Ki out of the damn house. She took an hour to pick an outfit alone."

"She's just jealous because I have style." Kishi glared at her older sister.

"Mhm, so jealous." Nashī smirked. "Where's Jackie and Mut3?"

"I think they're running late too, but Kesshō and I set everything up so they can start as soon as they get 'ere." Allistor said proudly,

"Kyo helped too." Kasai pointed out. "Don't act like you actually knew how to set any of that shit up. We're lucky we had a musical professional who knows the ropes, otherwise you probably would've broken something."

Kyo smiled bashfully. "You know her dad runs the music school downtown?" Fuka questioned the group. Kesshō nodded.

"I remember trying to take piano there as a kid." He scratched the back of his neck. "But I was pretty bad so I stopped."

"Doubt it." Kasai sent him an apprehensive look from across the table. The door chimed as Jackie and Mut3 came in, accompanied by the members of their band. Jackie and Mut3 made their way over to the booth, the other three members in tow. 'HI!' glowed brightly on Mut3's screen. He seemed very excited, smiling especially bright as he saw Kyo had joined them.

"Hey guys," Jackie seemed a bit embarrassed about introducing her friends to her band, "so uh…this is Alternative Silence..yeah uh.. there's Daryl, our bassist, Bonnie's our drummer, my dad sings, I play guitar, Mut3 mixes, y'all get the idea." Kyo gasped. "Guys, this is my stupid class or whatever."

Jacklyn Jones was the Jacklyn Jones, one of the greatest songwriters and performers out right now! Not to mention that her dad was the biggest heartthrob on the planet. With Theo's scruffy look and American accent, what girl wouldn't swoon over him.

"Woah there lass, you look like a tomato!" Allistor laughed, pointing out Kyo's flushed cheeks. Akano smirked, nudging Fuka.

"Looks like someone has a crush on Jackie's hot dad."

"Don't say that like you didn't have one on him at one point."

"...fuck you."

"Pft."

" Don't be weird. " Jackie huffed at the two, narrowing her eyes into slits and crossing her arms in annoyance. She disliked it when people would poke fun at Jackie having a hot dad.

" It's a pleasure to meet you all. " Theodore spoke up, trying to lighten the mood. " Jackie's told us lots. "

"Huh? No I haven't." Jacklyn turned towards Theo, a bit red in the face from lying.

" Eh? Didn't you say you loved your class and your frie- "

" " Her face turned a vibrant flush of red as she tried to shush her father, who chuckled in response.

"I don't mean to interrupt you're embarrassment," Daryl spoke up. "But we've got a show to play and I got a girlfriend to get home to, so can we get this over with?"

Bonnie nibbled her lip with a huge grin on her face. "Playing the girlfriend card? I'm surprised. You never talk about Je-"

"Let's go." Daryl's cheeks flushed, and he began dragging his sister on stage. In turn, Bonnie grabbed Theodore's hand, who then grabbed Jackie's. The group was all dragged away, Mut3 following them.

The students of class 1-L cheered excitedly as Alternative Silence began their show. Kyo, who had a deeper appreciation for the music, listened to each song intently as the man before her serenaded the small room of patrons. Song after song, Kyo listened intently, and it was during the last song of the night that she realized what the setlist has been saying all along.

I'll hold my hand out

Take it and I'll save you

Pull you from danger

Like a hero should do

I know I don't look like much

Especially compared to you

But I promise you all

I can be a hero too

Without a word, Kyo stood and grabbed her jacket, bounding out of the bar as quickly as possible. There was something she needed to do.