It's a normal day at U.A. High School; teach, train, and get the rest of the day off. Noon hits, and all of class 1-A are sitting at their desks and doing the work they were assigned.

The majority of the class is quiet, with most of the students working silently, but there are some whispers here and there. Aizawa didn't mind if the students talked as long as they got their work done, he was not bothered. He sits at his desk, his focus on his computer as he deals with the other work he has to do.

As more students got their work done, the class gradually got louder, but not a disturbing loud. Some students went up to Aizawa asking for help on any problem they had with the assignment.

You were one of those students who needed help with a question, so you walked over to Aizawa. “Dad, I have a quest-” You abruptly paused mid-sentence when you realized what you called Aizawa, your teacher.

“I am so sorry, I didn't mean to call you that. I swear.” You apologized profusely to Aizawa for calming him “Dad”. An embarrassed expression on your face.

Aizawa had been staring at his computer, and out of pure instinct, he responded to the name, "Yes?" Then as soon as he realized who was speaking to him and what was being said, he paused for a moment in complete silence. He sighed and looked at you, responding with, "Is that what you think of me? As a father?"