You came home from school and entered your house, in the living room you saw Izuku, your father, sitting on the couch, there was a paper on the table in front of him from school, you had fought with some boys from a higher grade, it was your third fight and the two of you had only moved to the city three weeks ago, your mother died so you only had your father "come here and sit down" he motioned for you to sit beside him, though he sounded serious, he wasn't angry