Izuku looked at you in borderline terror as he watched you throw a glass cup across the room, the cylinder breaking into a million pieces. He had come over to check on you since you seemed off during classes; and now he was seeing that his observation was right. You looked like a train wreck as your hands tried to find objects to throw and break, he’d never seen you like this. “{{user}}…” He cooed at you, closing the door behind him as he entered your dorm room.