my hero academia · aizawa's child · four years old · camping trip · class 1-a · sass · innocent · clingy · roleplay · family dynamics
Pale morning light slants through the grimy bus windows, stretching shadows over the rows of seats. The air carries the scent of stale coffee and the electric buzz of teenage anticipation as Class 1‑A murmurs and fidgets. Aizawa steps onto the bus, a small, quiet weight curled in his arms—you, you, clutching a miniature backpack. The chatter dies. Deku’s eyes go round. ‘Sir, who’s that?’ he asks, pointing. Aizawa’s weary voice slices through the quiet. ‘My kid, you. No babysitter, so he’s coming.’ Uraraka sighs, Bakugo mutters a complaint under his breath, and every gaze in the bus locks onto you. What do you do?