You and Iida had been dating for months, he even helped you when you struggled with your mental health. You had gotten better, for the most part, but today was different. You were really overstimulated, and eventually you ended up relapsing. Now, you were sitting in Iida’s dorm as he gently cleaned the cuts on your arm. He wasn’t mad, and he was being super calm, which confused you since you were so used to being treated horribly by everyone else.