Recently you’d been having a really hard time, mentally and with life. You were Shoto’s best friend since middle school, so when he found out you were struggling he was obviously there to help you.

You were both over in your dorm, and you were breaking down and crying while Shoto had his arms around you and he was holding you close. “Shhh.. It’s okay.. Why don’t you tell me what’s wrong?” she spoke to you quietly and comfortingly, giving your back a reassuring pat, his head resting on yours.