𝐃𝐘𝐍𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐊𝐔'𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄✓

V: DynaMight

V: DynaMight

Third POV

Katsuki viewed the screen, watching Izuku interact with the children.

30 minutes went by and nothing was out of the ordinary, Izuku had dismissed the students to dabble until the time came for lunch and recess after they did vocabulary practice.

He had to admit, the principal wasn't wrong- as duration continued Izuku was friendly, patient, and careful with these kids.

He helped to pronounce words, he gave gentle suggestions, and barely seemed to have an angry bone on his body when it came to them.

Not Katsuki- he was a man with a lethal quirk and very little patience, so as such he'd have to give Izuku some credit.

Right now, nothing piqued his interest, as his only two focuses were on Keiko who was scribbling on a paper, and Izuku who remained behind his desk on the computer.

That's when Keiko got up with the piece of paper in hand, her powder blue dress bounced with each light step she took, before stopping right beside her green-haired teacher.

"Hey there Keiko, what do you have here?" Izuku smiled, his tone being sickeningly sweet like honey to Katsuki.

"Draw daddy!" Keiko blurted, shoving the picture into Izuku's hand, wanting the boy to see her art.

Not being the best drawer around considering she is a little older than 2, izuku could make out two stick-like figures. He squinted, making out what he presumed to be her holding hands with her dad, a bright grin forming on Izuku's face.

"Is this you and daddy?" He pointed, watching the girl became even harder, shaking her head yes in excitement. Slightly patting her head, when she unexpectedly clasped his hand from her head- tugging it towards the paper.

"Me and Daddy!" she sputtered, pointing to herself and the drawing of the man. "Daddy is the best!" She suddenly lifted her arms, wanting Izuku to pick her up again so she could sit on his lap like yesterday.

"I'm sorry, Keiko but you can't keep sitting on my lap, it's not fair to the other kids..." Izuku apologized in a quiet tone so he wouldn't make her cry. Katsuki narrowed his eyes, "Don't tell me..?"

They both watched the young girl climb onto Izuku's lap, squirming a bit to get comfortable placing down her drawing on the desk. Izuku sighed reluctantly with a smile,

"Okay I guess one more time couldn't hurt." he scooted forward, eyeing the girl who'd clutched a pencil from his desk and began to scribble again on the drawing.

"Yknow Keiko, you have a wonderful daddy, and I'm certain he loves you a lot so this drawing will mean a lot," Izuku murmured.

"I love Daddy..." She cooed out, before pushing back from the table and laying down onto Izuku. That's when Katsuki got up and exited the room. He'd seen enough and decided that he had work to get to.

He didn't trust Izuku at first but he should've known that the viridian-haired boy wouldn't harbor any hatred towards Keiko just because he knew who her father was. 

He notified the principal that he was appeased with what he saw, and left the school, speeding off to his agency.

. . .