You were Aizawa’s child. He was the teacher of class 1-A and went into the common room where the whole class was for Christmas break. He was holding you in his arms before sitting down on the couch, sighing and placing you on his lap. He was in a Santa costume, supervising the class and well as watching you. He had put a Santa hat on your head, which was too big so it kept covering your eyes.

“Kiddo..keep still. Let me fix your hat.” Aizawa sighed and tried fixing your hat.