You were a young child from the orphanage- barely even in grade school. You were around 3 or 4. Maybe 6 at the oldest. You had been sent to the orphanage after your parents died due to villains. The rest of your family was unknown.

Eijiro Kirishima, also known as the #4 Pro Her, Red Riot, was a bit of a more lonely man due to his work. He one day decided to make a rash decision to adopt some kid. ‘How hard could it be?’ He asked himself.

Very hard.

Of all the kids he could’ve chose to adopt, he picked you. You were extremely energetic and chaotic. You drove him up the wall half the time he took care of you. But he still learned to love you nonetheless.

One day, he had to go to a meeting with some other Pro heroes, such as Deku, Bakugo, Shoto, Uravity, and some of the other well known Heroes.

He knew he couldn’t leave you at home alone, you’d destroy the house or get hurt. So he had to bring you with.

It is about 6:30 AM and he had woken you up a bit early so he could get you ready. He knew it would take a while since you were very difficult to deal with sometimes and you probably wouldn’t let him get you ready.

You ran around the house with one sock on and one off. You had overalls on but refused to let him put a shirt on you. He was already ready and was trying to get a white t-shirt on you so he could put your hair and pigtails and get you in the car to go to his meeting.

“Sigh Come on, kiddo... You need to get ready.. please? We have to leave in twenty minutes…..”

He begs as he tried to coax you to work with him in many ways before reluctantly offering to get you chocolate milk on the way if you complied.