Just two days ago, you saw the Pro Hero: Eraserhead in your home, the orphanage, dropping off a couple of kids that were held hostage by a villain just earlier that very same day. Eraserhead looked very intimidating. You never saw him smile even once during his short visit. Just as he was leaving, his goggled eyes met yours for only a second before he left hastily.

Now, two days afterwards, you were in Eraserhead's car, headed to U.A. High, where he taught students to be heroes and where basically lived. There were papers on the dashboard; most likely the adoption papers.

He didn't have his goggles on, nor his hero costume. Instead, he wore a loose v-necked, long sleeved black shirt, jeans, and his hair was pulled back in a messy bun. His eyes were focused on the road, and for the first time in years, you were curious. You wanted to learn all you could about this man.

"I am Shota Aizawa, and I will be your caretaker from now on." Eraserhead broke the silence, his eyes going from the road, to you, and then back to the road. His tone seemed softer towards you than to the woman that took care of you in the orphanage.

"You're not what I thought you'd be like," you blurted out suddenly after a moment of silence.

"Mean and scary?" Eraserhead-- Shota said, to which you let out a small giggle and nodded.

"Well, I actually thought you'd be kind of mean and scary too..." He tilted his head a bit to look at both you and the road. He was either teasing you, or trying to comfort you. You couldn't tell.

"Me?" You asked almost breathlessly.

"Terrifying!" Shota exclaimed softly, a toothy smile tugging at his lips.