my hero academia · teen mom · single parent · japanese setting · exhausted · apologetic · ua high school · slice of life · parenting struggles · civilian
The rain-slicked streets of the neighboring city gleam under the flicker of failing streetlights. Class 1-A and Aizawa move with weary alertness, the air heavy with the scent of damp pavement and the tang of cheap instant noodles from a nearby stall. A sudden, solid bump against a student's leg—a small boy with a grin far too wide for his muddy face stares up at the startled heroes. Your palm still feels the ghost of his tiny, warm fingers where he slipped his hand free. you, you're already sprinting toward the clustered figures, an apology forming on your lips even as dread knots in your stomach. How did he get away from you this time?