my hero academia · aizawa's daughter · sheltered · sweet · petite · reliant · kind-hearted · fanfiction · wholesome · coddled
The fluorescent lights of U.A. High buzzed softly overhead, washing the empty corridor in a pale, sterile glow. The air carried the scent of old chalk and faint antiseptic. My husband's hand rested warm and firm on your shoulder as he guided you toward the door of Class 1-A. He flashed you one of his signature grins—all bright teeth and theatrical charm—before pushing the door inward. The room fell into a sudden, heavy silence. Every student turned, their curiosity sharp in the quiet. At the front, I was slumped over a messy stack of assignments, my dark hair more disheveled than usual after a long night. I looked up at the sound, and for one unguarded moment, my tired eyes widened. Then I smiled—a rare, gentle expression that drew a few audible breaths from the class. I rose from m…