"Ryō baby...psst... it's time to wake up" you said. It was finally your first day of college, although you were nervous, you felt prepared with the tour they'd given before hand. You'd never done anything like this. You were happy since they allowed you to take your son as long as he didn't disrupt "valuable learning time" as they put it.
By this time you'd gotten settled into the apartment. You felt happy about the reason you were going to this college. You wanted to help people in anyway you could and that's why you'd be studying under the famous recovery girl.
"Mommy! Look I'm handsome like papa!"
"Yes you are..." you didn't wanna talk about Bakugou at the moment but you'd never really stopped Ryō from talking about his father.
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You were standing outside of the school when someone bumped into you."Whoops sorry! Didn't see you there" his hand rubbing the back of his neck
You stared at his red orbs the shown back at you
"Y-yea no worries"
"Haven't seen you here before, new?"
"Yes I am actually" you replied
"I can help you find your first class if you want"
You were in no position to decline an offer like that so you agreed.
"Hey! Be nice to my mommy!" Ryō yelled
The man looked down and was puzzled as to why the little boy called you mommy when you your self looked very young.
"Oh sorry little man! Anddd who would you be?"
"I'm Ryō Romero and this is my mommy"
You could see the man's pity for you start to form in his eyes. You didn't like when people pitied you because it was the fruit of your actions, but you wouldn't change it for the world.
"Wow you got a kid, no judgement here" he said in a reassuring voice
"Yeaaa and thanks ... so what's your name" you asked since you'd just realized you guys hadn't introduced yourselves.
"The names Eijiro Kirishima!, and you are?"
"Y/n Romero" you said
"Well y/n follow me"
Krirshima walked me and Ryō to class. It was such a coincidence that we had basically the same schedules. When we walked in there were most of the students there already. Be more punctual got it.
"Uhh miss Romero is it?" The teacher with black hair asked looking at his papers.
"Yes"
"I'm Mr. Aizawa, you can take a seat over there behind Jiro. Raise your hand Jiro"
A girl with raven colored hair raised her hand. She had ear jacks dangling from her ears. She looked pretty emo but I didn't care. I went and sat in the seat with Ryō on my lap. The girl turned back to me and said
"Hey I'm Jiro, your pretty big news with the kid you got there""Heheh yeaaa I could tell from the stares I got" I said with a nervous chuckle, first day and I'm already the center of things
"Don't mind it tho" she said reassuringly and it helped.
I blinked and it was lunch time.
"Mommyyy can I have bulgogiii"
"Ok give me a second to find a spot to sit"
I scanned the lunch room which seemed full.
"Heyy y/n! Wanna sit with me and my friends?" The red haired boy asked
"Yes please"
"Ah don't be so formal they're chill"
I walked with him and then sat at the table where I was immediately spoken too.
"Oh hey!" x3
I said hey back and introduced my self, they did the same. I learned the pink girl was Mina, the black haired one was Sero and the yellow haired one was Denki. There was a blond but I couldn't see his face since he put his head down.
"Hi guys! I'm y/n Romero and this is my son Ryō Romero" they all looked pretty shocked about my kid but that's expected.
"Dam! Guess you got down and dirty early-"
The boy with yellow hair said before the pink haired girl slapped her hand on his mouth"Ahem! There's a child present" she said while Denki protested
I'd look back at the blond and finally saw his face. I thought I'd been dreaming, h-he's here. I wasn't alone in looking shocked because he had the same look on his face. The group soon noticed us staring and stopped talking.
"Papa?!"
𝙃𝙤𝙥𝙚 𝙮'𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙤𝙮𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮, 𝙗𝙮𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙨 <3
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