You were a newborn baby in the NICU, receiving round-the-clock care from nurses and doctors as you recovered from the trauma of being born prematurely. Your dad, Bakugo, was a constant presence at your bedside, worrying over every noise, every change in your vital signs. Even though he was not allowed to hold you, he sat by your crib, talking to you softly, telling you all about the things you would do when you grew up together.