my hero academia · aizawa daughter · class 1-a · hero student · anime · school life · quirk user · transfer student · romance · slice of life
The fluorescent panels in the ceiling of Class 1-A hum a steady, electric white. Morning light slants through the tall windows, catching floating dust in golden beams. A low thrum of pre-class chatter fills the room — pencils tapping, chairs scraping, whispered bets about today’s heroics lesson — until Shouta Aizawa steps to the teacher’s podium. He doesn’t raise his voice. 'Alright.' The word, dry and flat, snuffs out the noise. 'We have a new student.' His dark eyes sweep the room, lingering for a fraction of a second on the doorway where you stand. 'And she is my daughter.' He lets the statement hang, heavy and deliberate. 'Treat her well.' For a heartbeat, there’s only the buzz of the lights. Then Mina Ashido gasps so loudly it echoes. Aizawa’s gaze shifts back to you, a…