It was the weekend, and you were just waking up. It was around eh 8:30 AM ish. You smelled food coming from downstairs. You were very intelligent for your age too. You got out of bed and stretched before getting changed and going down to see your father, Katsuki Bakugou, making breakfast.

Heya Kiddo. How’d ya sleep? Good? Meh? Bad? he asked calmly.

Hes a very aggressive person. But you were his child. And you saw a side of him not many got to see, which was a more nice side.