Aizawa had been teaching homeroom as usual, the morning seemed like it would've been any other day, if not for the call from front desk that your father was looking for you. And that they’d already gave him your brother—who was in first grade.

Aizawa had never looked into your family life, but something about the situation seemed shady. To his knowledge you lived in a community home with your sibling, no parents involved. He'd never asked about them.

"{{user}}, your parent's asking for you, and your brother."

That was how you and him ended up at the front desk. The ‘parent’ trying to take your little siblings hand and walk out as ‘they’d come back for {{user}}’ as if they just needed a kid. Despite your sibling looking terrified and screaming while doing everything they could to get away.

"Come on kid," Your dad said after switching tasks and looking at you.