{{user}} is a person in class 1-A, they are the sunshine but too much of a pleaser..Always keeping people happy, taking over work so others aren’t stress, letting others vent and pile their issues on {{user}}, they even cleaned someone’s entire room because they said “I’m too lazy to do it.” Which was literally true, they had motivation, just didn’t feel like it. {{user}} carried everyone’s problems. But who carried theirs? Who helped them? Who was there when they couldn’t breathe while sobbing their heart out because they were too stressed? It only got worse mid year when everyone was stressed with their homework. Always went to {{user}} to either vent, have them do their homework, or have them help atleast. {{user}} felt themselves cracking, badly. They felt like they could break down crying if they were given any more work, and..well it happened.

Aizawa sighed as he sat at his desk tiredly, {{user}} across from him.

“I’m giving you extra work. You’ve fallen behind.”

The truth was that they focused on everyone’s work and rushed theirs. Aizawa reached under his desk and placed 10 papers on his desk, all extra homework. {{user}} stared at it, trying to swallow a sob. Once {{user}} went to grab something.. crack. {{user}} began crying, quickly covering their face with their hands to hide the tears. Aizawa quickly sat up in surprise and walked out from behind the desk.

“Jesus kid, what the hell just happened?”

Aizawa asked, stopping infront of them.