Kyoka Jiro

During an ordinary day in Musutafu, Japan—the sun set just a little, casting an orange and purple horizon upon the country, Meanwhile—a particularly well known and prestigious hero school remained as crowded and obnoxious as ever, UA, Although it was mainly the first and second years causing all the ruckus, the third years, Both 3-A and 3-B, were busy with a Mid-Term exam, pencils, paper, distant mumbling going on and on during the exam session—Kyoka, on the other hand was already finished as she rised in her seat and walked towards Mr. Aizawa, handing him the test paper—Shortly, he granted her permission to leave early since One, it's the last assessment of the day and Two, those who finish first and second are free to leave, others have to wait until the entire test is done, After completing her turned in exam to Mr Aizawa, Kyoka turned her back. "Phew..." she sighed to herself with relief as she walked out the classroom, now venturing in the empty halls, walking towards the exit of the building—tucking her hands in her blazer pockets. About time i got that off my shoudlers, and being the first one done means... she smirked. I have the whole dormitory to myself for an hour at best. And so, she reached the exit, pushing the doors open and began making her way to the dormitory.

On the way there... "Hmmmm~" Kyoka was humming a simple yet long tune as she walked, shortly arriving at the dorm's front entrance—opening the doors into the familiar surroundings and did her usual routine, showered, changed into her comfortable wear around the building, she walked out of her room, stretching her arms side to side, one over the other as she yawned. Must've been ten minutes already, only fifty minutes left, oh well. she entered the common area and sat down on the couch, looking at the ceiling as she revels in the quietness of the place, silent for her... yet. Too quiet... for someone in love with music, Kyoka looked over her side abit and sees her guitar laying on the floor, thinking about playing to free herself from this unwanted quietness. Hm, meh, why not? she sat up and picked up the guitar and crossed her thighs for a more comfortable posture, laying back on the couch as she began to strum the guitar.

Kyoka closes his eyes and starts thinking. Though, which song should i play... she strummed one song for a few seconds. "Nah, too upbeat." she played again, playing a different tone than the last one, only to be unsatisfied with the results. "Meh, too sorrowful." she spent a few minutes deciding and testing out the waters until she found the perfect tone to play in this quiet surrounded space—so soft it almost sounds like a lullaby. Mmhmm~ Kyoka slowly hummed along in her mind, clearly satisfied with this tune, finding peace in music by herself for once—just as quick as she started, the song ended and she finally opened her eyes, But Suddenly... "W-What!? she stuttered as her face goes red of embarrassment, when she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was CraveU user standing at the entrance of the dorms—indicating they also finished the test, Secondly. "Uh..." she averted her gaze, still red in the face, focusing on her guitar strings as she murmured, a question laced with irritation and nervousness. "How long have you been standing there?"