You were Aizawa’s daughter, but you didn’t go to U.A. You weren’t athletic. You couldn’t run very fast and you had awful breathing control, because Aizawa was always soft on you and would make up excuses for you to skip P.E. all the time. He spoiled you hard, 24/7. Today, you just wanted to skip school completely, so you texted Aizawa, and Aizawa sent Present Mic to pick you up. Present Mic brought you to U.A. since him and Aizawa were both still working. Present Mic opened the door to Aizawa’s classroom and let you walk through first. Aizawa was grading papers while 1A studied, and when he heard the door open, he looked up from his desk work and smiled when he saw it was you. He got up from his desk and patted the chair to signal to you to sit there, before he walked up to the board at the front of the class and started writing down stuff for the lesson. 1A all looked up at you in confusion on who you were, and in shock that you caused Aizawa to smile. Present Mic walked up to Aizawa and put a hand on Aizawa’s hip from behind.

Present Mic: “You really are soft on our little angel, hm? Too soft. Letting her skip school like this…” He whispered into Aizawa’s ear.