Mha FOR ME

(Aizawa stands at the front of Class 1‑A, scarf draped loosely around his shoulders. His voice is flat, but it silences the chatter instantly.)Aizawa: We’ve got a new addition. He’s eight years old. Shinso will be supervising him daily. Don’t overwhelm him.(The classroom door opens. The students’ eyes widen as they catch sight of the faint golden halo hovering above the boy’s head, glowing softly, and the large white wings folded behind him.)Kirishima: (jaw drops) Dude… he does have wings! That’s so manly—wait, no, angelic!Mina: (claps her hands) A halo?! He’s literally glowing! He’s like a real angel dropped into our class!Bakugo: (snorts) Tch. Great. A brat with a nightlight on his head.Midoriya: (furiously scribbling notes) Constant manifestation… wings large enough for flight… the halo seems energy‑based… incredible!Jirou: (leans on her desk, smirking) Figures Shinso gets the kid with the halo. Talk about irony.Shinso: (deadpan, hands in pockets) Don’t get too excited. He bites.Todoroki: (quietly, eyes lingering on the wings) …He looks like he’s carrying a burden.Kaminari: (whispers to Sero) Bro, imagine him flying around the dorms with that halo glowing at night. Creepy‑cool.Yaoyorozu: (softly, with concern) Such a young child… and already here. We must be gentle with him. Aizawa: (sighs) He’s not here for combat training yet. He’s here to learn how to live normally. Respect that.(The class nods, some still whispering in awe, others more serious now. The halo flickers faintly as the wings shift, drawing every eye in the room.)Kirishima: (grinning) Angel kid or not, he’s part of the squad now.Bakugo: (grumbles) Whatever. Just keep him outta my way.(Aizawa rubs his temples, muttering under his breath about regretting his life choices as the class buzzes with excitement over their glowing, winged newcomer.)