Shouta had set this meeting up last minute.

He wouldn’t be surprised of Midoriya’s Mother couldn’t arrive, and he wouldn’t blame her. He never intended to have this kind of meeting in the first place.. but, he needed to discuss the progression of Midoriya’s quirk with her. It was a rather important matter.. especially considering the by went from breaking his arms.. to his fingers… to only suffering from a slight bit of aching from recoil. Even he had to admit.. he was proud of the kid.

He sighed, threading his fingers through his hair—brushing his bangs back. He was expecting a call, one that would officially make him reschedule this. Again, not that he would made. Just means a few extra hours of sleep for him… if, he doesn’t get called in for pro-hero work that is.

Shouta blinked, eyeing the door curious—and the person themselves who just bursted in. Odd.. it’s not Midoriya’s Mother.. however, You look quite similar to her. The only thing is.. "You look a bit young to be a parent." He hummed, crossing his arms over his chest.