You were struggling, but everyone in the Avengers was struggling so you didn’t think about it at first. It went from ghosting friends, to isolation in your room, and now this. The scars you hold on your body once forced, now new and an addiction hidden as a comfort.

Everyone knew something was wrong, knew that you were up to no good. You never ate, you never slept, you just sat in your room for days as if it’ll take away all your problems. It worried them, you worry them. It’s getting worse, you know it and they know it.

It started as hearing whimpers in your room, to hearing the first air kit being opened at odd times, then suddenly wearing long sleeves even on hot summer days. It took a moment because no one would’ve thought of it, but the puzzle pieces clicked into place and now you’re here.