Chapter 2

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I stumbled over to the empty chair and fiddled with my shaking hands. Two officers are in the room with me. One is observing everything from the corner and the other is standing directly across from me.

"So Aizawa? What was your mother like?" The one across from me asked.

"She was.. interesting to say least. She wasn't always home and when she was she was never alone. She was always there as a mother though. She was funny, kind, and everything a true mother should be."

"What do you mean by she never was alone? Is your father not in the picture?"

"N-no. He wasn't. My mother took me from him when I was only five."

"Was he good to you and her?"

"Yes he was. He was a great father. Him and my mom never really got along with one another. Turns out my mother cheated on him. When he found out they got into a big fight. I was in my bedroom at the time. I heard glass shatter, my mom ran into my room, and took me away with her. I haven't seen him since."

"We've discovered your mothers death was suicide. She overdosed and then shot herself. Did you see this coming or?"

I shrugged my shoulders and made my lip quiver a little. "No idea. She seemed fine, tired, but fine. I came home and I went to look for her. Then I.. saw her." I put my hand over my mouth and shook my head. I hear the officer sadly sigh and she patted me on my shoulder. I couldn't help but feel my mouth smile behind my hand. They were really believing me. I murdered my mother and they think it's just a plain old whore committing suicide. I'll live a better life without her and no one will ever know. If that's not the most impressive thing I've ever done, well than I don't know what the hell that was.

"Do you have anymore family you can live with?"

"No. None that I know of. It's always been my mom and me. I never thought she would leave me forever. She promised me things would work out." I sniffed.

"We'll be right back."

At that both of them walked out. I looked around for cameras. I spot one in the corner looking directly at me. I sniffed and let four or six more tears fall down my dull face and on the table. I wipe them off and waited for the officers to come back. I may end up in some sort of foster care system by the end of today. But I'm only 15. I'll be In and out of that place in a few years anyway. There's no way they can find anyone I'm actually blood related to anyway. Whatever happens I can surely get through any of it. I was raised to survive in this corrupt world we all live on. I'm lost deep in thought when the two officers returned. It's probably been an hour or two. Be right back my ass.

"We have good news!"

What?! That's not a reaction of putting some random kid into a foster care system. Wait... No! No the couldn't have!- could they?!

"We found your father!"

I feel my body stiffen and my stomach drop. I haven't seen my father in years. He probably doesn't even want me anymore. He probably have a whole new family without me. There's no way I'm actually going to stay with him again.

"W-what? That's amazing but how?" I let out a fake little chuckle before cocking my head to the side.

"Your father is a underground hero named Eraser head. His true name is Shota Aizawa, correct?"

"Correct."

"We all noticed the last name and similarities you both have to one another. We put together the pieces and contacted him to ask if he had any children 15 years ago.  He was quick to answer us with a big yes. He's should be here in about 10 minutes to pick you up. Are you ok you look confused?"

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