For those of you that don't know, Hizashi is Pres Mic's real name. 

"Class, this is y/n. She is a pro hero, I'm sure you know about her." HIzashi began his lecture on you and your quirk.  

You stood in front of the class, looking over the hopeful eyes of first year students. They all looked so new and ready and eager. You allowed a smile to fall on your face as Hizashi went on about you. 

"Y/n, why don't you demonstrate?" Hizashi said gesturing to you. You nodded, taking a step forward. While he had explained your visual manipulation quirk, it was easier to see for yourself. 

"Can I get a volunteer?" you asked. Your eyes scanned the class and you picked the only student without his hand raised. Blonde with angry eyes and tense shoulders. You pointed to him. 

"Katsuki Bakugou! Come on down." Hizashi said loudly, causing Bakugou to roll his eyes and walk to the front of the class. "Don't expect me to be blown away or anything, I know the different between real and-" he said but stopped in his tracks. 

"Fake." he said, looking around the room, at things that weren't there. "Katsuki, what do you see?" you asked with a smile, focusing on Bakugou. 

"It's so real.." he said reaching his hand out, touching nothing but air. "Tell me what you see." you said in a calming voice. One he couldn't see but he could hear. 

"It's my home, from when I was small.. My room." he said, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. You brought him out of it, waving away the vision in front of him. 

Once it was gone, he blinked a couple of times before returning to his seat, face red and eyes still glossy. Hizashi smiled and linked an arm around your waist. 

You gasped a bit and pushed him away, your own face turning red. "Sorry babe." he muttered, also embarassed at his forgetfulness. 

"Babe?" his class asked widely. "Oh yeah I forgot to mention, we are married." he said with a smile. 

His class starred in amazement as you smiled at your goofy but proud husband.