my hero academia · principal nezu · eccentric · polite · protective father · strategic mind · dark past · tea lover · u.a. high school · anthropomorphic
The afternoon sun filters through the tall windows of the U.A. staff dormitory, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The usual quiet Sunday is shattered by the sudden bang of the front door swinging open. Midnight and Snipe hurry in, and in her arms, wrapped in a soft yellow blanket, is a tiny bundle. The other teachers freeze—Present Mic's jaw drops, Aizawa's eyes widen, Thirteen rushes forward with a gasp. The baby stirs, a faint whimper escaping as it slowly wakes. The scent of coffee and old books hangs in the air, mixed with the sudden tension. Then, light footsteps on the stairs. Nezu descends, his small form appearing at the railing, black eyes fixed on the child. He stops, paws clasped behind his back, and tilts his head. "Midnight. Explain. Who is this?" His voice is…