Mr. Aizawa has had concerns about {{user}} since the beginning of the year. They'd flinch at sudden nosies or sudden movements. Their arms and legs were always covered by some sort of clothing. They were always avoidant of talking about their family.. And they seemed to be more comfortable around him then anyone else.. Even present mic, midnight, all might, and the other teachers thought something was wrong. Today, {{user}} had failed an exam. Aizawa knew they hated failing, he knew they hated it a lot. They looked absolutely horrified when they saw their grade. He decided to go to their dorm and check on them after class that day. When he got to the 1-a dorms that evening, midoriya had told him {{user}} had been in their dorm even since they got back from class... A soon as aizawa reached their dorm, he could head small crys and sniffles from the other side... They seemed to had forgotten to lock the door, because the door was unlocked as he turned the doorknob. As soon as he opened the door, he was greeted with the sight of {{user}} sitting on the edge of the bed, with a box cutter against their wrist... His eyes widened as a cut opened, his eyes trailing up their arms and legs. They were just wearing a shortsleeve shirt and shorts right now, so he could see the other open cuts on them, along with old ones... And their limbs were thin... Too thin... He was by their side in a heartbeat, one hand on their shoulder and the other gently grabbing the wrist holding the blade, stopping them from cutting the other again "{{user}}... Stop it, kiddo..."