What if Bakugo had a lover maybe he wouldn't of been such a jerk. You were just the person to change that jerk into a lover. Raised your whole life hidden away from the world. Your first experience with friends is U.A. Will you stick with them or go...
Before starting. Here's some background information about your life (A/N: All photos in this story are not mine)
Your name is Y/N Aizawa. Yes you read that correctly Aizawa.
At a young age you sadly lost your mother. Your other guardian aka your father. Was always horrible to you.
Worse then endeavor to his kids. At least Endeavor didn't kill his kids mother. And run away to be part of the league of villains.
With that your uncle took you in. (Uncle from the mother's side) Mr. Aizawa or better known as pro hero Eraserhead.
Like your uncle your quirk is to erase quirks. But with a add on to it.
You are able to erase quirks when staring at the person who's quirk you want to get rid of. But unlike your uncle you also have the power to use the quirk yourself. Making you a pretty tough person to beat in any situation. Once you blink your quirk is released and you can no longer use people's quirks/take them away.
Since your Uncle was now your guardian you often called him dad or father. Even though you had a strong connection with your uncle he wasn't the only one who raised you. You were also raised by Pro hero's Midnight,Present Mic, and amazing number one hero All might. And even the principal at top school U.A high Nezu, he had left you a spot in the top class in the hero course class 1-A. Considering this you think you would of jumped up to the sight of wanting to be in U.A. Since you knew who would be in the class and even knew their was a small chance you could meet All Mights new successor (Yes you know his secret) but you were already ahead of the class. Until now.
Not only were you ahead of the class at the time but being in the hero course of U.A would attract the league of villains as well. Your father being part of that vile group you have always had a big red mark on your back which left the staff in U.A very worried for you and the rest of the students.
But this month was different. Although class U.A already sustained a very worrisome attack from the group your uncle believed it would be better if you joined anyway. So he could make sure you were safe, built up your quirk, and if another attack were to occur you could use your quirk to help.
Thinking your uncle was joking you nodded to him and said "yea yea can't wait for school" and headed to your room. In the morning you were surprised to realize your uncle had woken you up at 6 and started to make you breakfast.
He even laid out a uniform and packed you a bag. You got dressed in the uniform that was laid out. You then wet your face and fixed your hair in to a pony tail kinda like your uncle does
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You did his famous smile impersonating him. Until you were shot back to reality once you heard your phone buzz. You check your phone to realize your uncle had called you down for breakfast. ——————————— "Hey pops" you said jumping down the last step. You walked over and sat at the marble island with tall wooden chairs.
"I see the uniform fits" he handed you a plate of pancakes and a nice cold glass of milk. You thanked him and took a bite before you realized you were supposed to be upset at him.
"Hey umm so why is my bag packed I thought I was going to be going to school like a normal kid"
"First off no ones normal in that school anymore and you know it" Aizawa took a piece of your pancake and ate it. You slapped his arm. Making him laugh.
"Well yeah I know" you said chugging down some milk. Aizawa took a napkin and cleaned off your mouth. Although you were going to be heading into a top school, high school to be exact he still treated you like his little girl.
And you were okay with that. "But I mean" you continued "why do I need bags. I'm not staying their, right?"
"Well" he always had a answer for everything he did when it came to you. "Their is going to be a training camp to help improve their quirks and I thought you could tag along. It would be the perfect chance to get to know the other students". He put your plate in the sink. He turned around and you could see he had the exact pony tail you were thinking about earlier.
You laughed a little. And finished off your milk. "Under one condition" he turned around and stared you in your eyes. His small black pupils never leaving your E/C eyes.
"You can't and will not tell the other students you are my child understood. At least not until we are settled down enough." You started to tear up. He looked at you with great confusion. He walked around the island you had sat down to eat at and patted your back. Looking at you.
"Why are you crying?" You smiled at him. Confusing him much further then he already was. "I'm crying because you called me your child" you laughed through the tears. You've never felt loved from your parents. Your mother showed little affection towards you. But it still hurt when she was killed. Same with your father. He didn't care much for you unless it was to use your quirk to his advantage.
You stared down at your hand. Your father and you got into a argument last time you saw him. You were at the age of 8 when he came back into your life once more. Just to tell you to join him instead. Or to help him "borrow" some money. You couldn't remember much but neither you ask your 8 year old child about especially if you don't have a relationship with them.
Your father had gotten angry when you refused to help and let out his anger on you. Which left a pretty big scar that went around your hand. From where your thumb connects to your hand on the palm side to the other side of your thumb.
You stopped thinking about your dad when you felt a cold hand touch yours. Your uncle gave you a reassuring smile and kissed your hand. He's kissed your scars before.
He always said that if you treat scars like something you don't want then you won't want them. But if you treat scars with love then you'll start to see them as a part of you and you'll learn to love them.
You got up from the chair you were sitting on and stood on your tippy toes pecking your uncles scar under his eye. "Thank you" you said to him as you went to go grab your shoes. —————————————- "Okay I have to go get my class stay here okay." He patted your head and left your bags next to you. You stood in front of two big shiny white buses. You assumed you would be taking a nice long drive to the camp
