Aizawa Shouta has a daughter.
Although many people have never thought of Aizawa as the 'fatherly type', his closest friends can say that she grew up just fine.
As the little girl grows up, rumors float around about her entering UA High and what kind...
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"Sh-Shouto. . .it hurts!"
"It'll feel better in a minute, I promise."
"O-Okay. . ."
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.
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"Got it," I sighed in relief, seeing the thorn that was in my finger just moments ago now pulled out by tweezers.
"Thanks Shouto, now-what are you doing?" He pulled off his promise ring and my heart picked up its pace in fear.
"Take yours off."
Wh-What?
"Why. . .? Shouto, what's wrong?" I asked, approaching him.
"It's nothing bad, just give it to me. . ." Trusting him, I handed him the ring and he put them on his dresser.
"Close your eyes. Don't open them until I say so," Shutting my eyes and putting my hands infront of them, my heart hammering out of my chest.
Why did he make me take off the ring?
Did I do something wrong?
Oh god, did he call off the wedding?!
It's literally tomorrow!
"Open them."
Slowly, I move my hands away and open my eyes to see Shouto in a suit, his red hair moved and colliding with his white hair, his scar showing fully to me while bent down on one knee with the most beautiful ring I've ever seen.
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"That promise ring was only the beginning of my promises I am making. I will protect you with all of my power, I will love you with every fiber of my being, because tomorrow you will be Mrs. Todoroki Miwa, not only a part of my family, but also a part of my life forever. Will you due me this honor of making you mine?" Tears streamed down my face in pure happiness as I vigoursly nodded yes and he slipped it on my wedding finger.
"Shouto. . .I love you," His eyes slightly widened because I'm the first one to say it.
"I love you too, Miwa."
Pulling him down, his sweet lips on mine, he showed me that love has no limit and made me his.
