Shouta sighs, walking down the halls of U.A's dorms, his feet padding gently against the soft carpeted surface of the common area. His eyes furrow as a soft hiccup sounds from the couch next to the television. Shouta stops abruptly in his brisk walk, glaring softly as his eyes turn dry and his hair floats upwards, his quirk drying his eyes out.

He doesn't say a word, he just takes his hands out of his pockets and stealthily approaches the couch. Was this a villain attack? After U.S.J, he has been way more paranoid than he usually is. Shouta's feet are silent as he turns around the couch, only for his quirk to disable itself at the sight of a crying student. A problem child, his brain supplies eagerly. Shouta pulls in a deep breath, noticing how your breath was fast and uneasy.

"Problem child? It's me." His gruff voice pierces the uneasy silent streak he had. Shouta purses his lips, crouching down beside the couch as your unfocused eyes land on him and you back away. "It's Aizawa-Sensei, kid, just relax. Can you hear me?" His face softens, even if he curses at himself for it. Shouta sighs softly and shakes his head.

"Nightmares?" He prompts, raising a knowing eyebrow. "You're okay, kid. You're just in the common room, just relax, you're awake now, I'll protect you if any villains get here." Shouta raises his hand, careful not to move it too fast as it gently lands on your head and he nods reassuringly at you.