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Mina’s shriek split the still silence of the UA dorms’ common room. “You did WHAT?”
Turning to Kaminari, she grabbed the blond’s shoulders and began shaking him back and forth vigorously. “Tell me I'm not dreaming. Tell me you’re being so for real right now. Tell me-”
Groggily, Kirishima pushed himself into a sitting position, rubbing his eyes as he took in Kaminari’s wide, self-satisfied grin and Mina’s half-disbelief. “Mina, please, I love you, but it’s 4:30 a.m. right now. You couldn't have been a tiny bit quieter?”
"Please," Mina retorted, "you're the only one here who was actually asleep. Imagine going to bed at three in the morning, like, what?"
Kirishima stretched his arms over his head, not bothering to suppress a yawn. "Says the one who always ends our study session calls early because she needs to get her beauty sleep. You were only up because of this once-a-month movie night."
"Potato, po-tah-toe."
At this point, Jirou, who had been spectating their exchange with undisguised amusement, cut in. "Wait, what did Kaminari do, anyway?"
Mina spun to face her. "He managed to get tickets to the HATSUNE MIKU CONCERT NEXT MONTH!"
Jirou's jaw dropped, and her answering screech put Mina's to shame.
When the group's eardrums had collectively stopped ringing, Mina finally spoke again. "Jirou, darling, I think your quirk might've woken up not just Kiri here but the entire dorm."
Jirou glanced guiltily at a very much alert Kirishima, tugging on her earjacks. "Sorry. I got…"
"Overexcited?" Mina finished for her.
"Valid!" Kaminari interjected. "My awesomeness and greatness and wonderfulness have seen proper appreciation from this one!"
Jirou smacked him over the head. "Shut up." After a pause, though, her expression shifted into an imploring one. "Hey, Kaminari, if we were ever friends, then you'd let me have one of your miraculous Hatsune Miku tickets, right?"
"What would you do for one?" Kaminari questioned cheekily.
"I'm going to smack you again."
"Fine!" He threw his hands up in mock defeat. "I'll have you know I bought tickets for you, Mina, Kiri, and Sero, plus a few extra in case anybody else wanted to join us. But you were the first to be accounted for."
Mina threw herself onto Kaminari. "And that's why you're my favorite!"
They were interrupted by heavy footsteps thudding their way down the last few steps. "What's all this noise about?" Bakugou grumbled, his usually harsh tone dampened by the obvious remnants of sleep that had yet to be shaken off. "What're you idiots doing down here? Hasn't anybody told you it's four a.m.? Movie night ended seven hours ago, you know."
He was trailed by Aoyama and Ochako; the blond looked too put-together, his hair too smooth for him to have been asleep, while the opposite was apparent for the brunette.
"What is all this, mon cherie?" Aoyama asked cheerily. "Une soirée? And you did not invite moi?"
"Sorry," Mina apologized. "We would if we'd known you were still awake after our third movie."
"Wait, so what's going on?" Ochako interjected.
Jirou, Mina, and Kirishima all pivoted to face Kaminari, who spread his arms wide. "Today is March 9th, and yours truly managed to snag some Hatsune Miku tickets."
In seconds, the three newcomers were on him.
"How in the world?" Bakugou practically shouted, agape. "Those are impossible to get with the stupid lottery system, and don't you have to petition to be put on a special list months in advance?"
"Plus they're crazy expensive, too," Ochako added.
"Please tell me you have extras," Aoyama practically begged.
Kaminari smiled.
With that, the room soon because drowned in a chorus of please please please please please Pikachu I tutored you for every single stupid test you've ever taken and passed please please please Kaminari I brought you medicine when you were sick please please I'll take you out for lunch every day for a year please please please please please please please please please as Kaminari watched on in amusement with absolutely no intention of mercy anytime soon.
The news spread like wildfire once the rest of the class had awoken, and the tickets turned into the prize of increasingly ridiculous competitions that Kaminari orchestrated. It escalated to the point that Aizawa had to implement a swear jar system, and any student who mentioned anything remotely related to Hatsune Miku or concert tickets would have to cash out two hundred yen — so that "If I have to hear you go on and on about this ridiculous concert, at least I'll have the money to buy myself a ticket and see what all the fuss is about."
(Present Mic confided to the class the very next period that Hatsune Miku had been Aizawa's favorite artist for over a decade and drove the point home when he pulled up his partner's Spotify history.)
In the end, it was decided that in addition to Kaminari, Kirishima, Sero, Mina, and Jirou, the lucky others who would attend the concert were Bakugou, Ochako, Yuuga, Midoriya, and Todoroki. Bakugou had blustered his way in, all intimidation with mixed-in-between-the-lines promises of unlimited homework help and additional private tutoring for a month. Midoriya had only had to ask and turn his green bean cinnamon roll energy upon Kaminari, and he was given a coveted spot among the entourage. Todoroki had never been to a concert, had never been allowed to listen to any music other than classical pieces until coming to UA; upon this revelation, his spot had been secured as well. Meanwhile, Ochako beat out half of Class 1-A in a very short-lived arm-wrestling tournament and claimed her place as the final member of the group.
And then the day had arrived. May 2nd. Miku Expo.
For once, they were out of bed by 8 a.m. on a Saturday morning, cosplays and concert outfits the had been tucked away in their closets finally seeing the light of day. The eight of them spent the morning betting on which songs their beloved idol would sing, which outfits she would wear, and which iconic voicelines they might encounter. By noon, it was clear that Aoyama and Mina, the biggest bettors, would either be very rich or very devastated at the end of the night.
At 2 p.m., it was time to begin playing dress-up so they could make it to their 5 p.m. reservation at the local pizza parlor.
"It's so strange coming here in the daytime, at an actually normal hour to be eating pizza, instead of past midnight," Jirou commented, Kaminari nodding along. At that, Aizawa, their very-much-unwilling chaperone who had definitely not been forced into accessorizing with a white button-up and blue tie by his partner, turned to fix her with a frown.
Kaminari froze and nodding turned to furious shaking of the head.
"Uh- I mean, who would ever go out in the middle of the night and break curfew," Jirou corrected herself, "am I right, sensei….?"
Aizawa let out a long-suffering sigh. "I'm not paid enough to put up with you gremlins," he muttered. "If not for the fact that every single one of you are Problem Children and attract trouble like moths to a flame, I wouldn't chaperoning this ridiculous excursion."
"Aww, you know you love us!" Kaminari dared to comment, clearly not having learned his lesson.
"I'd love to assign you extra homework, yes, Kaminari."
A gulp.
They shoveled down the rest of their pizza without another snipe at their homeroom teacher.
Finally, it was time to make the walk over to the venue a few blocks over. At the sight of the crowd blocking the entrance the building, they collectively groaned; Erasure was used a nonzero number of times to de-escalate budding fights, and as soon as it was apparent they were the famous heroes of UA's Class 1-A, they were able to make it through with minimal trouble.
The concert was everything they'd expected and so much more. By the last half hour, every student in the group was elated, pumped up, and thoroughly satisfied, with the exception of Mina, who had managed to lose ten thousand yen from unlucky guesses-
And Aoyama, who had one more score to settle. Turning back to his group, he whispered, "watch this." He threw a smirk Mina's way. "Time to cash in."
And then he was gone. Pushing his way to the front of the floor until he was right beneath the stage, he waited until the twin-tailed idol came near his position to pull out a gigantic blue, red, and white flag. Waving it over his head, the usually poised Frenchman donned his best British accent as he sang along to Miku's closing song: "BLUE HAIR, BLUE TIE, HIDING IN YOUR WI-FI!"
The pop star couldn't not take notice. When her gaze landed on the extravagant blond, her expression quickly shifted into one of uncharacteristic disgust, one that they had only seen in one singular situation before.
"You! Hey, you!" she shouted down, her eyes narrowing. "No, no, no, no, no! Hatsune Miku does NOT talk to British people!!"
"The only pounds I'm pounding-" Kaminari stage-whispered along with Miku's next words, before Aizawa himself materialized beside him.
"Looks like you've assigned yourself another English worksheet, since you're so great at this language. I'll be sure to let Mic-sensei know as soon as this is over."
But even this threat couldn't stop Todoroki — the poor boy overexcited over finally knowing a pop culture reference — from supplying the next three words in unison with Mina, Jirou, and Sero: "ARE YOUR MOM!"