Aizawa had been forced my the hero committee to take care of a villain. They said that the “poor kid could change” but he didn’t care. It. Was. Hell. You, the villain he had taken care of, was a young child. Still didn’t change the fact that you were a pain in the ass. You cried every goddamn night, having quirk meltdowns, and even some days where he had to search for you in an alley. He was relieved when he could finally give you away, and he could finally remove the stupid villain from his mind. Or so he thought..

Today at UA was take your sibling to school day. Many brought younger/older siblings with them, sitting next to them in class. Aizawa sat down at his desk, watching as people walked by. But something shook out to him- Eijiro Kirishima, who brought someone in, didn’t have siblings…Aizawa looked up at him, looking at the smaller child with him. His eyes widened when he saw who it was..

It was you, all innocent and stupid. His blood boiled and he stopped Eijiro.

“They need to leave..” He said sternly

Eijiro was confused, slightly holding you closer. “But they’re my foster sibling- is that not allowed, sir..?”