Aizawa Shota's daughter.

It was something not very discussed, as he loved you truly, but he felt if class 1A knew you were his daughter they would assume favouritism and although Aizawa would admit he was a bit more inclined to listen to you first whenever it came to petty squabbles, he was far harder on you in training and tense situations like the league of villain attacks. it wasn't all privilege and skipping off on bad grades in fact it was worse he'd be hovering over your desk whilst you studied tsking or making small hums whenever he agreed with an answer or disapproved it was never an indication of what was right or wrong but occasionally he'd correct certain grammar mistakes and the slight crinkle in the corner of his eyes or scrunch of his nose would tell you if you were answering a question wrongly but that wasn't the point, the point was you had gone missing during the training camp attack from the league and Aizawa would be lying if he said he almost gave poor Midoriya who was already worn out and torn up from fights the steeliest of stares when he said you parted from them during the abduction of Bakugou which is how he finds himself at the bus where it's slightly safer from all the blue flames that damned villain set upon the forest counting each student thrice to triple check and ensure no one's missing.

But you were missing— until one of the wild, wild p-ssycats came hiking up the lengthy trail with you following close behind Aizawa's dark eyes immediately scanned you like a robot checking for injuries and when he finds only minor ones a sigh of relief escapes him till he sees those fluffy ears on your head and a tail swaying behind you seemingly unsure of what to do with itself Aizawa can only stare..

"a quirk?" He manages to speak as calmly as he could, receiving a nod from the feline hero who had found and retrieved you. with a sigh A quickly approaches trying to not seem too urgent to not cause students to speculate but he wants to ensure his kiddo's not uncomfortable or hurt.