"C'mon! We're going to be late!"

"What's the ruckus?" Kirishima questioned as he opened his room door, only to be greeted by an angry Jirou Kyoka who was currently pounding on the door of the room next to him.

He looked at her questionly, "What the hell are you doing?"

"I'm trying, to get this dork out of his room." She grumbled, "Open up!"

"J-Jirou!" Midoriya Izuku's muffled voice could be heard through the door, "I'm in the middle of my workout session!"

"Don't give me that crap Izu! Open up!"

Izu? Kirishima raised an eyebrow at the nickname, but then a devilish smirk appeared on his face. "You know...He rarely locks his room."

She knew something was up the moment she saw his smirk, but decided to ignore it as she twisted the knob, ignoring the cries of protest from Midoriya.

"You better get your ass out-"

She paused at the doorway for two seconds before running our and slamming the door shut behind her. She rested her back in the door, her face beet red and her earphone jacks going haywire.

"Enjoyed the view?"

"Kirishima...I'm gonna kill you." She muttered darkly as she tried to get a shirtless Midoriya out of her mind. "Damn rocky, damn abs, damn...dammit they're tangled!"

"Umm..Jirou?" Midoriya slowly opened the door to greet Jirou who was trying to fix her earphone jacks. "I'm really sorry-aah!"

He let out a small squeak as Jirou pulled immediately pulled him back to his room, all while Kirishima watching silent with a small grin on his grin. Midoriya, you are one hell of a lady killer.

"Do...do you need help with that?" Midoriya softly asked as he saw Jirou struggling with her earphone jacks.

"N-nah, I think I got it...there!" Her breathed a sigh of relief, "Anyways, we've got to get-what in the world are you wearing?"

"Huh?" Midoriya looked confused as he checked his attire, which consists of only a baggy white t-shirt and cargo shorts. "Is there something wrong?"

"I should have expected this..." She rested her hand on her face, "C'mon we have no time to waste." She quickly grabbed Midoriya's hand and pulled him out of his room.

"W-where are we going?"

"My room."

"WHAT!!!"

"W-wait, Kyoka don't do it!"

"Shut up Izu, you're not going to escape from this!"

"Wait stop!!!"

Mina Ashido, Toru Hagakure and Momo Yaoyorozu stood outside Jirou's room, wincing every time Midoriya's scream and pleads could be heard.

"What the hell is Jirou making him do?" Mina asked as she shivered.

"I-Im sure it's nothing major..." Momo tired to convince herself and the others.

"I-I hope so..."

Minutes later, the door finally opened.

"See, it wasn't that hard."

"Woah!" All three girls waiting outside gasp as Jirou pushed a blushing Midoriya out of her room. He wore a black leather jacket over a black shirt with the word "punk" written in purple, completed with black trousers and chains.

"Now if you excuse me..." Jirou slammed the door shut, temporary leaving Midoriya to the three girls.

"Midoriya...you look so..."

"Punk-ish"

"And kinda hot too."

But Midoriya remained silent, the blush still present on his face. Upon closer look, the three girls could see that Midoriya is shaking.

"Whats wrong?" Mina asked, worried.

"I..." He started to whisper,

"I...?"

"I...was viola-"

"Sorry for the wait!" Jirou suddenly opened the door, surprising the four, her face was red and she was panting slightly, "Anyways, let's go Izu, we've already delayed an hour."

But before the both of they could go anywhere, they were stopped by Mina.

"Woah hold on! Where the hell are you guys going?"

"Huh?" Jirou paused. "This guy," she pointed to Midoriya, "told me that he'd never been to a punk concert before, that why I've decided to take him to one of my favourites."

"O-oh...have fun then."

With that, she dragged Midoriya out of the dorms.

"Wait...why does she have a punk outfit for boy?"

"Y-you don't think she planned this, right?"

"P-probably not."

"You enjoying yourself?" Jirou shouted over the melancholic music.

"Actually...this is not bad!" He shouted back as he swayed with the music.

Sha, sha ba da, sha ba da, Feel GoodSha, sha ba da, sha ba da, Feel GoodSha, sha ba da, sha ba da, Feel GoodSha, sha ba da, sha ba da, Feel Good

"Hey Jirou?"

"Huh?" She turned around, confused.

"T-thank you." He said, rubbing his head sheepishly while give her an innocent smile.

"W-wait, w-what are you suddenly saying?" Her face immediately went red as her earphone jacks started to flail around.

Windmill, windmill for the landTurn forever hand in hand

"Thank you, for trying to cheer me up. Thank you, for spending time with me. Thank you..."

"Izu..."

Take it all in on your strideIt is ticking, falling down

"Izu...thank you, for making me laugh too. Thank you for making me feel good."

Love forever, love has freelyTurned forever you and me

"Kyoka...I like you, will you go out with me?"

Windmill, windmill for the landIs everybody in?

"Of course...you dork."

A/N: Aaaaand that's a wrap. Holy hell! This week was eventful! DekuJirouWeek is finally over!!!!! To be honest, I actually spent a few hours trying to do research on Gorillaz. Thank you sooo much for reading this, I have so much that I couldn't express using words (which is pretty embarrassing since I'm a writer). Now that's it's finally over, I could finally finish Love Song. Also a big thank you to TakanoMakino for alongside me. Till then!

(P.s. I'll be participating in IzuOchaWeek too!)

Incognitoshadow, signing out