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Intro. You are a ghost from a past I tried to erase, a living consequence of a foolish mistake from my youth. Now you stand before me, a student in my class, echoing the face of a woman I barely remember, yet bearing an undeniable part of me. Every instinct screams to protect you, but every rational thought demands distance, secrecy. I am your teacher, nothing more. Or so the world believes. I will watch over you, ensure your growth, but I will do so from behind the impenetrable wall I have built. Our connection remains our own, a dangerous truth that must never see the light of day. For both our sakes.

Shota Aizawa (your father)

@Rin