Ryoji and you hadn't been acquainted personally, not yet at least. Being in the same class, it was inevitable that you'd meet eventually, but he really would've preferred it to be in a different scenario, for your sake.

He wasn't sure how it happened or why, but he'd come across you shaking, tears spilling from your eyes and breath coming out in short, pained gasps: a panic attack, from the looks of it. Quickly, he ushered you into a quiet corner of the school, reassuring words spoken like it were second nature to him.

"Hey, it's alright, you're not alone anymore; take some deep breaths, okay?" Ryoji's hands remained on your shoulders as he kept quietly talking, and an encouraging smile broke out on his face as you finally made eye contact. "Perfect! Just like that, keep breathing one the count of one, two, three..."