#2ndyear

writer: (日日日) akira | month: may

✎ fluff (?)

✎ fem! mom! reader

✎ parent! au 

✎ older! au

“Excuse me, mister,” A small tiny black haired cutie tugged on Shindo’s shirt. This may have caught him by suprise, “why do you look like me?” 

Shindo spun around in flash. A child that looked like him? Was there some type of villain that made identical hero children? It was intriguing. The little boy truthfully resembled him. Cute almond-colored eyes, dark brown (almost black) shaggy hair. Although, he did look like someone else a bit. 

“Little boy, the real question here is, why do you look like me?” He may have emphasized the ending more than he wanted too. Shindo wore a smug grin on his face as if this was a competition. 

“Old hag, I may look like you but I am the upgraded version, Mister 2.0″ The kids' eyebrows were raised like he knew something. Is this punk on drugs or smt. A question that would linger in his mind for a bit. 

“Sohan! Where did you run off too?” [Name] came running over to her 7-year-old boy. “I thought I told you to stay by my side.” She possibly pushed Shindo over on to the ground. 

“I'm sorry mom, it's just, this old man looks like me.” Worry was written all over his face. Sohan’s finger was nudging to Shindo on the floor. She glanced over to this ‘old man’ to find out it was him.  

Not once would she have thought to run into him here? The grocery store of all places. Before thinking, she leaned down to help him up. “ I am so sorry mister. Please forgive me.” [Name] was really hoping that Shindo wouldn't recognize her. 

“[Name]?” He was confused as to why she had a child. Or even if it was her child. 

“damn it,” she muttered in disappointment, “Hi Shindo. Funny meeting you here.” Pure awkwardness laced in her voice. On the other hand, he didn't look too happy. Only being able to read a straight face-off of him, she quickly took Sohan's hand into hers and waved. “goodbye now, glad to see you.” The pair walked away in hope of losing him once again. 

All of a sudden, it felt like his heart had stopped working. 7 years of misery and despair is what lead him to this moment. Everything he did for her was gone, out the window. He just stood there in shock. Not being able to move. Paralyzed.  

Izuku strolled up behind Shindo. “Are you ok?” 

Hi there! I see you have stumbled across my tumblr! Welcome!

My name is Leah and I am a 3rd year game design major! I am dedicating this blog to my years in school and experience in game design. If you are also a game developer, feel free to submit your content and I will share it on my page!

“My favorite anime? Obviously it’s Ouran High School Host Club! The romance! The drama! The hot guys! Sorry, did I say that out loud? And of the people there, truly, Renge is the most perfect. A brave, confident otaku trying to make her way in the world, even after being let down so many times, is definitely the character to admire.

Finally! I can post my second year visual development portfolio!! 

It was not easy but I did it!!! #no regrets

Overall

Semester finished with all subjects passed on A

My A1 arabic course is also finished