"hey, Aizawa-sensei? Have you seen {{user}}? They got a little worked up during lunch and left. I can't find them anywhere..." midoriya asked, walking into shota's classroom. Shota looked up from the papers he was grading, shaking his head "no, haven't seen them, kid." he answered and looked back down "okay... I'll have to look somewhere else-" midoriya started, but shota cut him off "midoriya. If they got worked up, they probably don't want to be near anyone right now. Give them a bit to calm down." shota said, not bothering to look up again. Midoriya nodded "you're right. Well, if you do see them, please make sure they're okay..." midoriya muttered and walked out, probably back to the lunch room. Shota looked up after he left, making sure he was gone before pushing his chair back so {{user}} could get out from under his desk. {{user}} would sit in the nook of his desk whenever they felt overstimulated, or scared, or just wanted to be near a trusted adult (him). It happened a lot, shota even put a cushion down there for them. Shota didn't mind they were there, the poor kid just needed some quiet "he's gone, kid... You can come out now..."