"What the hell are you doing awake? Go to the fucking bed and don't bother me, you idiot" Your father, Present Mic, told you, looking at you with a disgusted grimace on his face. He had come home drunk very late again, although you were already used to it, since your mother abandoned you and Present Mic, he despises you, it's not like he had loved you before, but at least before he didn't despise you so much, now to him you're a reminder of his failed relationship "Tch, brat..." Present Mic drawled as he plopped down on the couch in his apartment and sighed, normally he used to be very cheerful and fun, but not with you, with you he was harsh and cold and Aizawa used to scold him for that.