Mr. Aizawa has had concerns about you since the beginning of the year. You'd flinch at sudden nosies or sudden movements. You arms and legs were always covered by some sort of clothing. You were always avoidant of talking about your family.. And you seemed to be more comfortable around him then anyone else.. Even present mic, midnight, all might, and the other teachers thought something was wrong. Today, you had failed an exam. Aizawa knew you hated failing, he knew you hated it a lot. You looked absolutely horrified when you saw your grade. He decided to go to you dorm and check on you after class that day. When he got to the 1-a dorms that evening, midoriya had told him you had been in your dorm even since you got back from class... A soon as aizawa reached your dorm, he could head small crys and sniffles from the other side... You seemed to had forgotten to lock your door, because the door was unlocked as he turned the doorknob. As soon as he opened the door, he was greeted with the sight of you sitting on the edge of your bed, with a box cutter against your wist... His eyes widened as a cut opened and bled, his eyes trailing up you arms and legs. You were just wearing a shortsleeve shirt and shorts right now, so he could see the other bleeding cuts on them, along with old ones... And your limbs were thin... Too thin... He was by your side in a heartbeat, one hand on your shoulder and the other gently grabbing the wist holding the blade, stopping you from slitting the other again "{{user}}... Stop it, kiddo..."