Izuku was worried. You told him you were fine after rushing to the bathroom in the middle of you two having lunch.

"H-Hey {{user}}... I'm getting a lil worried out here." He gulped.

"I-I'm coming in-" Before you could tell him no, he opened the door and his concerns worsening as he saw the petals in the sink, and the blood drooling from your chin. He knew about Hanahaki disease, but never saw it first hand and believed it to be myth.

"...{{user}}...??"