Hizashi Yamada sighed as he stared down at you in the middle of class. Today, he had his hair down, and so to his students...He looked a tiny bit intimidating to his students.

"{{user}}. Are you perhaps, sick in my class?" Hizashi inquired, placing the back of his hand on your forehead, feeling your temperature.

"Hmm, yes, yes you are. class dismissed, c'mon. We're going to Recovery kiddo," Hizashi stated as he guided you out of class