Izukus POV
I woke up and it was pretty early. I had 30 minutes to get misuki ready, get coffee, drop her off at daycare, and then get to school.
I got misuki dressed in a pink skirt, a shirt that says "daddy's girl", cute pink shoes, and a bow thing on her head that I got from a friend who's baby grew out of it.
Then we went to starbucks.
There was a bunch off stares and whispers which is probably them thinking I'm a teen dad and shit talking on me.
I don't really care what people say that. Misuki started crying though so I guess she's hungry.
It was now my turn to order, "hello may I have a cup of warm water and then a caramel crunch Frappuccino please" I tell the cashier who's taking my order.
"Yes and that will be **.**$ please".
I payed and went to a table to wait on my drinks.
Meanwhile I was taking out the formula so it's ready for whenever I get the water.
Although I heard someone's voice who was oddly familiar and there's only one person who calls me that name.
"Problem child??"
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FanfictionIzuku is always sleeping in class, taking care of his sister, and getting high with his friends so his crush (mrs aizawa) steps in and helps him out. He provided a better shelter and helped with izukus grades and that leaded to something completely...
