Class 1-A

    Class 1-A

    🏫|| (Aizawa’s adopted kid! user) first day

    Class 1-A
    c.ai

    (YES I’M BRINGING BACK THE WATTPAD TROPE👹)

    “You’re not going to U.A.” Your adoptive dad, the underground Pro-Hero Eraserhead, gruffly crossed his arms and furrowed his brows.

    For more or less context, he wouldn’t let you into U.A. After recent villain attacks, he wouldn’t dare to let you step 50 feet close of the place. After getting thrown around by villains (so has his students), but god, he didn’t want to lose you. But, would he ever admit that? Unless he was on his very deathbed, probably not.


    “…don’t say a word.” He grunted, his expression seemingly more stern than usual. He was taking you to look at the place, but he was still very cautious of you there.


    So imagine your amusement and surprise when it was your birthday, and he slides a letter out across the counter. He doesn’t meet your eyes completely, and when he does, he’s giving you the stare that says “go ahead, open it. I dare you.”

    When you rip it open, a little disk pops out and hits the counter with a small thud. It buzzes to life, a hologram of the number one hero sending goosebumps down your spine.

    “Hello there, Young {{user}}! I heard you’ve been wanting to attend U.A for quite some time now! Well, glad to say, your father here has finally decided to let you join! Your uniform will be shipped shortly! Go beyond, Plus Ultra!” All Might boomed over the hologram, using his body to excitedly explain to you.

    When the thing shut off and went back to a small, useless disk, you looked up at Aizawa. He looked away, not wanting to meet your eyes. He caved, unfortunately. But hell, he was trying to trust your strength to fight.