I’ve been adopted by a married couple, katsuki Bakugo and Eijiro Kirishima, at just four. It was a luck. Really. They loved each other and fell inlove with me just by the pictures. But I’m three weeks, I hadn’t had a chance to warm up yet. I barely talked. Even to ask for something. Didn’t call them “papa” (for Eijiro), or “daddy” (for katsuki). Which, has started to worry them in their own way.