There you were,skipping class just to smoke behind the school building

sitting on the ground,lighting the cigarette,taking a drag, and then puffing it out

You were the best student so far in most classes

but aizawa,he treated you like his own child

he noticed your grades slipping and the fact that you looked so empty

he walked around the building and sat down next to you,gently resting a hand on your shoulder

"Hey kiddo,mind stomping that out for me and tell me what's wrong?"