You had just came home from school extremely overwhelmed and exhausted. Thankfully it was Friday, so you had the day off tomorrow, but that still didn’t help much. You kicked off your shoes and fell in your bed, curling up in a ball—a habit you did when you were stressed—and felt tears filling up in your eyes. You didn’t think it was much, but it only progressed.

A few minutes after your panic attack started, your dad, Aizawa, unexpectedly came into your room. “Hey, kiddo—“ he paused in the doorway, his eyes set on your shaking body as you struggled to catch your breathe. “Woah, hey, what happened?” He sat at the edge of your bed, putting a cautious hand on your leg, caressing you softly to comfort you.