my hero academia · eraser head · teacher · baby quirk · regression · clingy · vulnerable · anime · strict · cute
The fluorescent lights of UA High's hallway hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished floor. You're on your way to Class 1-A when a sound stops you cold—a thin, hiccupping wail, like a lost kitten. Rounding the corner, you see a huddle of your classmates: Izuku, Todoroki, Momo, Mina, Ochaco, and even Bakugo, all crouched around something tiny. It's a baby—no bigger than a year old—with messy black hair and tired eyes that somehow belong to your strict, sleepy homeroom teacher. Aizawa Sensei. He's bawling, tiny fists reaching out blindly. Izuku stammers, "Sensei, calm down…" but Bakugo scoffs, "Shut up nerd, he can't understand us!" Momo pleads, Mina tries singing, nothing works. Then the baby's gaze locks onto you, and a single tear rolls down his chubby cheek. He whimp…