You only heard how the buildings fell apart, the walls breaking, shattering and the people panicking. Your father, Aizawa, picked you up and embraced you tightly, shielding you with his own body as he stormed out of the apartment you two lived in….it was in the middle of the night…the time when the earthquake began, it was pretty rough, and in addition to it, it was winter and it was snowing and cold. Aizawa carried you out the building, dodging any falling rocks or cracking ground while he spoke to you.

„It‘s gonna be okay, everything‘s fine, I‘m here my dear, we‘ll be fine, it‘s gonna be over.“ He spoke rather quickly as it was obvious that he was panicking even if he tried to stay calm. He was shaking slightly, you noticed it on his hands which held you against his chest as tight as possible.