~Toshinori's POV~

The UA Entrance Exam was only three months away. Amy and Young Midoriya had been giving it their all during our training sessions. They'd both improved considerably since we'd begun training. Amy had a better handle on her quirk when she wasn't activating it at full power. I learned whenever she moved her hands to use her quirk that she was using it at full power and it was too much for her to control. She was improving even at full power but it still scared her.

In all honesty, it scared me a little too. Ayumi's quirk had never been that strong. I'd never seen Ayumi crush things with her quirk. While Amy was learning to control her quirk, I could see her growing frustrated with herself. No matter how hard she pushed herself she wasn't getting physically stronger. She was really hard on herself.

I'd started working at UA and was helping with preparations from the upcoming exams. Amy made me promise not to write her a letter of recommendation to get into UA, she was determined to get in on her own merits. She seemed to think if she got in on recommendation it would be insulting to kids like Young Midoriya who had to try so much harder than everyone else. It was a little disheartening that she didn't seem to see the improvement she'd made or that she was already well deserving of a spot at UA. I promised her I wouldn't do anything to help her get into UA.

The night before I'd helped her complete her application and told her I'd turn it in for her when I went to UA for a faculty meeting to go over some preparation for the exams. As I arrived at my Alma Mater, I got a faint feeling of nostalgia. As I walked up the steps to the main building, I was reminded of how often I'd sat on the steps with Ayumi. I'd gotten many a scolding sitting on these steps. Anytime I'd do bad on a test Ayumi would berate me for it before going over it with me as many times as it would take until I understood the material.

"Oh,there you are." I heard a familiar voice sound low to the ground and glanceddown to see the practically pocket-sized principal of UA, Nezu. He was veryshort, and always wore a nice suit. He had short white fur that looked reallysoft. I wasn't entirely sure what animal he resembled most, but appeared to bemodeled after a cat dog or bear, or combination of the three.

"Ah, Principal Nezu, Sir." I bowed my head politely in greeting.

"What's that?" He indicated the envelope in my hand with Amy's application.

"Amy wants to take the entrance exam." I smiled proudly.

"Sorry, no can do." Principal Nezu replied in a sing song voice.

"Huh? What? Why?" I panicked. Was there some kind of rule that children of staff members couldn't attend? I didn't see any such rule.

"She's already been accepted in, so she can't take the exam." Principal Nezu said with a simple shrug of his shoulders before strolling ahead of me leading the way to the meeting room.

"Ah! Wait! Who recommended her? She wanted to get in on her own merit not because she's my dau-." I began but cut off as Principal Nezu stopped and turned to me with a smile.

"I can't really say who it was that recommended her but I can say it had nothing to do with you and it was all based on her merit and ability to be a hero." He smiled.

"Ah..." I wasn't so sure Amy would see it that way. Who could have possibly recommended her? I tried to think of everyone that I knew who was affiliated with heroes that had met her. Perhaps it was Best Jeanist, he met her at that charity event awhile back and seemed impressed with her saving the server that had tripped.

After the staff meeting and finishing up some last-minute things at UA before I started my teaching career in April, I returned home to find a package on the doorstep. It was from a storage facility from the states. I went inside and opened the box to find it filled with old photo albums, home movies and even a few of Ayumi's journals. I'd been asking them to send me everything I'd had put in storage over time so I could sort through everything from Ayumi and Amy's house in the states most of it I put into storage so Amy could take it with her whenever she was old enough and wanted to move out on her own.

I hesitated as I looked to Ayumi's personal journals, it felt wrong to read them but I couldn't help myself. Taking all of her journals to my bedroom, I sat on the edge of the bed and began to read. Reading about her pregnancy while she was alone in the states was heartbreaking. She doubted herself a lot and often wrote about wanting to contact me but would talk herself out of it. I skipped ahead unable to bear reading about all of her insecurities about being a single mother and how scared and alone she felt without me.

I'm scared.

I paused on a page with those two words at the top. It was dated on Amy's 4th birthday.

I'm scared. Amelia's quirk awakened today. What kind of mother is afraid of their toddler? It's so strong, I'm afraid it's going to hurt her. I had no idea what to do!

Her handwriting was shaky and a little hard to read, she'd clearly been shaken up when she'd started writing.

We were at the park so she could feed the ducks and all the stray dogs and cats as we've done every day since she discovered them. While we were there, a distressed man with a gun walked into the park. It was pure chaos. He opened fire. I tried to help people but I was so focused on getting Amelia to safety. People were screaming all around me, innocent people who just wanted to enjoy a day at the park. It was like a nightmare, entire families, gunned down, small children and then the gunshots got closer. One of the strays was trying to herd Amelia away from the danger... I can still see it in my mind, way too close for comfort. A bullet pierced right through its skull; it would have hit Amelia if the dog didn't get in the way.

It was a blur after that. I heard Amelia scream. My heart stopped I thought she'd been shot! Then I heard the man with the gun scream. The police showed up in that moment they were yelling, everyone was yelling, I think I was yelling but I don't even know anymore. It felt like a bad dream; I really wish it had been.

The shooter appeared to be frozen in place, like he was being held by telekinesis. I saw the life leave the shooter's eyes before the police opened fire. He was dead before they shot him...I think Amy's quirk activated and stopped his heart...is that even possible? I won't know until I can see the autopsy, but what would that mean?

She was inconsolable after that. Her quirk is so strong, I couldn't move her from the park anytime we got close to anything or anyone they were catapulted into the air. I didn't know what to do! Eventually it was too much for her and she passed out... I took her to a hypnotist. He said he could make her forget what happened... I really wish Toshinori were here...he'd know what to do, he always knows what to do.

My hands were shaking. I flipped ahead a few days. Ayumi found the autopsy report, the cause of death was a bullet to the heart. Ayumi was relieved but still had no idea how to deal with Amy's quirk. They seemed to visit this hypnotist a lot after incidents where Amy lost control of her quirk.

"Dad? I'm home!" Amy's soft voice called from the kitchen and I heard her set down her bag. "Dad?"

I snapped the journal shut and set it on my nightstand before exiting my room just as Amy stepped into the kitchen and spotted the box with all the photo albums and home movies. "How was school, Princess?"

She drew her gaze away from the box looking a little misty eyed and smiled, "it was okay. More stuff from the storage unit?"

I nodded, "I thought maybe I could order us some takeout and we could watch some home movies."

Amy looked a little hesitant and I realized it might still be too soon and too painful for her. She smiled and nodded, "I'd like that...but won't it make you sad?"

Huh? She was worried about me? "Well, maybe a little because it'll remind me of all the things I missed out on, but I'd still like to see how adorable my Princess was as she grew up to become the amazing young lady she is today." I choked with tears in my eyes.

"Dad, you're already upset." Amy ran to hug me. Once she got closer, she paused as her bright baby blue eyes met my gaze, "what is it?"

"What do you mean?"

"You seem worried about something..." She halted and looked thoughtful for a moment before looking back at the box on the kitchen counter. "...mom's journals..."

"You knew about them?" I asked her in awe. Ayumi was right as always it was impossible to hide things from her.

She bit her lip and nodded, "I've read most of them..."

"W-what?!" I paled, "y-you read them?"

She nodded. "When I was eight...I lost control of my quirk at school...a water pipe burst and the whole building flooded, mom was acting weird about it and she seemed scared of me...so I was scared of me too...I thought maybe I was a freak and wanted to know more about it, so I read her journals...and decided I was just going to keep to myself and make sure I never did anything to make mom worry again..."

"That's why you never made friends?" I asked her as I felt my heart begin to break.

Amy lowered her gaze looking like she felt sick with guilt and slowly nodded.

I could feel my heart breaking. Ayumi shouldn't have taken her to a hypnotist to make her forget when she lost control because she'd never learn to control it that way and it would just get more out of control and scare her. Though I by no means agreed with what she did, I understand why she did it. She was a single mother dealing with a child whose quirk was so much stronger than her own and out of control. "Honey, I don't want you to feel this way, there's nothing wrong with you. Lots of kids struggle with their quirks, it just takes practice and look how much you've grown in just a few short months. We haven't had one incident since we started training."

Amy frowned. "Dissection day at school..."

"Ah, well, okay, we've had one incident but it was fine, nobody got hurt and you were able to get yourself under control all on your own." I beamed with pride and wrapped her in my arms, "I'm so proud of you and I wish you'd stop punishing yourself because of your quirk."

She hugged me back and sniffled, "thanks, Dad..."

"For what?"

"For helping me...and not being afraid of me..."

I never knew she'd been this worried about her quirk but it was definitely filling in a lot of blanks. The reason Amy was so shy, reserved and withdrawn was because she was scared her quirk would hurt someone. She hated violence and seeing people hurt, it would devastate her if she hurt someone because of her quirk. It also explained why she was so hard on herself.

We ordered some takeout and settled into the living room with the photo albums and home movies. Amy used her quirk to bring every box of tissues in the house to the living room and placed them all around me. I couldn't help but laugh at this as I draped an arm around her.

"Hey before we turn into crying messes, were you able to turn in my application today?" Amy asked me quietly before I could hit the play button.

"Ah..." I blanched, "about that..."

Amy looked worried, "is there some kind of a rule that I can't because you're a teacher now?"

I couldn't help but smile, that was what I had thought too. "No...it's not that. You've already been accepted on recommendation."

"What? Why?" She didn't look happy; I knew this wasn't going to go well. "Did yo-?"

"It wasn't me. Principal Nezu wouldn't tell me who it was but he assured me it was because of your merit and had nothing to do with you being my daughter." I tried to reassure her but she looked like she was beating herself up internally.

"I don't feel like I did anything to earn it...it's not fair to everyone else who's trying their hardest just to pass the entrance exams like Izuku... can I turn it down and take the exam?"

"Sorry, honey, you can refuse to accept it but you wouldn't be able to take the exam...If you're that worried about it just try your best and prove to yourself that you belong there." I smiled. "I already think you do and someone else out there thinks you have what it takes."

Her smile slowly returned as she leaned against me. "I will."

We spent the night watching home movies. I got to see Amy grow up through the videos Ayumi had taken over the years. I got to see her first steps, her first words, the first time she rode a bike which also lead to her quirk spiraling out of control in a very amusing fashion. Amy had fallen off her bike and cried and her quirk went berserk causing her little bike and other people on their bikes to drift into the air. Ayumi was frantically trying to get Amy to calm down and simultaneously screaming at people that were shouting telling them to shut up as they were doing nothing to help the situation. It brought back many fond memories watching her talk to Amy in a sweet nurturing voice and turn and snap at everyone else in a rage filled voice that would make a demon proud.

I lost track of time, entranced by all the videos and seeing not only Amy but Ayumi grow over the years. It was mesmerizing watching her become a mother. When I glanced away from the TV to look at the clock on the wall it was three in the morning. Panicked, I looked over to tell Amy it was time for bed. She was sound asleep. I turned off the TV and swept her into my arms before taking her too her room and tucking her into bed.

"Goodnight Princess." I kissed the top of her head and tucked a plush pony under her arm. Ayumi was right, like always, she truly was the greatest gift I could have ever received. "I love you."

Video- "Miroh" By Stray Kids (I dunno it's what I was listening to??? lol)