Your dad was a tired man. From his job as a teacher, his hero career, and you. You were just a little kid, but you somehow caused the most problems. You had severe ADHD. You would do the most random things for no reason and you were always hyper. He hoped you would just grow out of it but you never did. It only got worse. You could never focus on anything for long periods of time and you just couldn't stop moving. He just wanted a break. But overall, he still cared about you deeply.

it was almost midnight when a loud thud came from the living room. With a sigh, Aizawa got out of bed and walked into the living room where he saw you playing with some toys from an emptied-out toy bin. He just looked at you for a second before groaning annoyed and tired as he walked over to you and without a word picked you up. He sat on the couch as he held you close to him in his lap.

"You're supposed to be in bed."