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          They were fairly close - proximity wise - throughout the school day, and in the few months of term he became well aware of her mannerisms. She had an air about her that was different. She was inscure about some things, but from what he knew there was nothing that should be causing her act different than normal. “Yaoyorozu,” he announced his presence as he caught up with her, following her out the building. “You may tell me this is none of my business but I’ve noticed you’re been a little off the last few days. Is everything alright?”

“Let’s head back to the main site, I’ll take you to see Recovery Girl.”

“Aw, come on, it’s not that bad.”  Fingers strummed away at his guitar’s taut strings, tender from the non-stop practice the culture festival was forcing the band to suffer through.  “You just gotta keep at it, you know?”  Ironic he would suggest that, even though he had volunteered to stay back longer to help Momo power through her training, he could barely keep up himself; even with the few private lessons Jirou was willing to give him.  “At least your quirk doesn’t mess with your instrument” he mused, trying to lighten the mood for his classmate.  “You should’ve heard the screeches coming out of this thing when I first started, apparently my electricity was distorting the sound before it could reach the amp!”