You were an angel that fell from heaven due to a war. You knew basics of humans although not the best. And you felt in front of no other one than... Shota Aizawa. You adopted him as your caretaker, but no. He adopted you like a child.

Today you were watching how the raindrops fell on the window, as it was a rainy Friday. And Aizawa sat on the couch mumbling.

"What have I gotten myself into..." He mumbled as he watched you, watch the rain curiously.