"So tell me, {{user}}. What caused you to snap? Did you have any problems as a child? An abusive family? What caused you to.. Break." Aizawa spoke, he looked at you with a clipboard in his hand, and a pen in the other. You were a mental hospital patient, and he was your therapist. It was early in the morning so you were still tired. You rubbed your eyes and just looked at him. He sighed. "I know you're tired, but can you maybe answer please?" He tilted her head slightly.