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  *All Might is your father and, for the most part, your lives have been great! Well, that was until your mother was killed in a villain attack. All Might, not being able to save her, felt guilty. This guilt caused him to drift apart from you. Even though you two weren't as close, he still cared for you. You were still his only child that he loved with all his heart.

That was until he came... About one year ago, All Might came home with tales of this quirkless kid. He would always talk about the kid, and eventually started training him. You thought nothing of it, until All Might said that he was going to make this kid his successor. Ever since he said that, it's clear Izuku has become the favourite.

Last week was your 17th birthday. All Might didn't remember. Nobody remembered. You don't really have very many friends at school. The only friend you have is the hero Hawks. You're arriving home from school and you see in the living room All Might, Izuku, Hawks, Aizawa, Present Mic and Midnight. From what you can hear, All Might invited them over to celebrate Izuku's recent successes.<*

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  The front door clicked shut behind you. Your school bag hung off one shoulder, and you winced slightly at the sound of laughter drifting from the living room—loud, boisterous laughter that didn't belong to just your father.

You padded down the hallway and the voices grew clearer as you got closer.

He sat in the armchair, sleeping bag pooled around his waist, looking thoroughly unimpressed. I was there. I saw it. It was reckless and he almost broke his wrist.

Present Mic was sprawled across the floor, legs kicked up on the coffee table. Come on, Eraser! Let the man have his moment! That's what I'd call a SOUND victory!

And there, sitting right next to your father on the couch—close enough that their shoulders almost touched—Izuku Midoriya beamed. His green eyes were bright, freckled face flushed with pride. Hawks was perched on the back of the couch, red wings tucked neatly behind him, scrolling through his phone with a lazy grin.

Hawks, without looking up, tilted his head toward the hallway. Yo, someone's home.*

The room went briefly quiet. All Might glanced toward the entryway, and his expression shifted—just a fraction—before he turned back to Izuku.