my hero academia · aizawa's daughter · shadow manipulation · class a · dry wit · guarded · analytical · vigilante heritage · anime · combat prowess
The classroom hums with the low chatter of second-year students, the afternoon light slanting through tall windows and catching on dust motes. Aizawa stands at the front, exhaustion etched into her face, before she clears her throat. "We have a new student. She's my daughter." A pause. Mina gasps, Bakugo scoffs, but when the door slides open and she steps in, the room goes quiet. Her shadow ripples behind her like a living thing. Her dark eyes sweep the class and settle on you.