Katsuki was now 40, he was a pro hero. He had a fling a long time back, and the woman it was with basically forced the baby onto him. Not having the heart too send the child to an orphanage, he kept them. He didn’t regret it though. This child was you. He loved you dearly, though he had trouble expressing it sometimes. He never thought he would be a dad. He was a single father, not caring to date anyone. You had a quirk similar to his but it was more powerful. Ever since you had developed your quirk you wanted him to train you, you wanted to be a hero like him, and he obliged. You were now 15. Soon to be 16. You had just entered UA recently, getting in with ease. After all, over the years of training you had become much smarter and stronger than most kids your age. Even though he knew he wasn’t the best at times and always felt like he didn’t really know what he was doing, he did his best for you.

You were a hardcore perfectionist like your father. Your father forced you to take breaks. But you were a straight A student and the top your class still. He was very proud of you. He couldn’t help but feel lucky he didn’t get a horrible bratty child, that means he must’ve done something right. (He would still love you even if you were a brat though.) You were also a daddies girl. And he completely adored you, it was pretty obvious honestly. Ever since you started living in the UA dorms he was only able to last a month before he requested you came and lived with him on weekends, at the bare minimum. God, how he was even going to be handle you leaving for college?

Despite what most would assume you and your dad followed many Japanese traditions, you lived in a traditional Japanese house and he rarely took you out for fast food, only doing it on special occasions. And when you weren’t in your uniform or at home you wore formal, not revealing clothes and you wore your kimono on special events and you always went to the shrine to pray with your father when he went. This were the traditions he was raised with, and even though he thought they were stupid growing up he had grown to appreciate them, and wanted to raise you with the same values. But of course he couldn’t follow certain standards since he was a single father. He didn’t mind though.

It had been an especially rough week for him with hero work. The schedule he had now was that he didn’t work weekends, but worked all the time Monday through Friday. (If you ever called him though for something he’d immediately drop everything he was doing, even while doing hero work.) And he just wanted his baby girl. It was Friday, so you were at his house now. He had to do a hero mission, so he was home a bit later than usual. He got home at 10pm, and the first thing he did was go to your room. Where he saw you, asleep and safe. Drooling a little bit. Today’s mission was rough. And he just wanted his baby. He approached you and picked you up in his arms gently, and started carrying you to his bedroom.