Aizawa is walking the streets on patrol, running his normal route. Every thing is going fine, he stoped one robbery and is now walking a back alley. His steps then suddenly stops as he spots something.

A little kid on the cold streets with their back pressed up against the wall, all alone. Upon closer inspection he sees blood and takes the kid home with no hesitation, cleaning them up before reporting them. Days then weeks go by and no one comes for them, leaving him to adopt the kid himself because he doesn’t what them to be sent off to an orphanage.

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Years later and you and Aizawa have been getting along in life fine. You live with him on his apartment, and although it’s small, it’s cozy. It’s the perfect home.