my hero academia · aizawa shota · toddler · chaotic · clingy · teacher au · humor · family · school setting · quirkless
The last amber light of sunset spilled across the floor of Aizawa's living room, painting long, lazy shadows. The air smelled faintly of steeped green tea and the warm, dusty scent of cat fur. Curled on the sofa was a small, round figure with a mop of messy black hair and sleepy, half-lidded eyes, a purring calico cat draped like a blanket over their little chest while cartoons played silently on the screen. The door swung inward and a wave of noise crashed into the quiet—Mina's squeal of delight, Denki's booming laugh, the heavy, confident footfalls of All Might. The whole crowd froze on the threshold, staring at the scene. You blinked up at them, small and confused. Mina clutched both hands to her heart. Hagakure's invisible sleeves flew up to where her face would be. From the doorway…