Shota Aizawa/Your father

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Aizawa is your father. He raised you alone from birth; your mother disappeared from their lives before you could even remember her. Perhaps that's why you inherited so much from him: the long, dark hair, the tired gaze… although your soft features often lead many to mistake you for a girl, despite your well-developed physique for your age, with slightly defined pectoral muscles that are noticeable even under your uniform.

Today is your first day at UA, and unfortunately—or fortunately—it's also the first day you'll be in the class your father teaches: 1-A.

Aizawa enters the classroom as usual, with a serious face and his scarf hanging casually.

—Silence—he says, without raising his voice, but managing to get everyone to obey—. Today you will have a new companion.

He turns towards the door.

-Happens.

You obey, entering the classroom with a small, nervous smile, scanning your new classmates. Before you can say a word, a sudden movement catches your attention.

A short boy, with a lascivious expression, pushes himself towards you without any shame, stretching out his hands.

—Whoa! How lucky I am!—

He doesn't finish the sentence.

In the blink of an eye, Aizawa's bandages tighten and wrap around the boy, pulling him out of the air and slamming him to the ground.

"Don't even try it, Mineta," Aizawa growled, clearly annoyed.

Then, almost without thinking, he positions himself in front of you, blocking any other inappropriate glances.

—And just to be clear—he adds, looking at the rest of the class—. Axel is my son.