You had just bursted into Hizashi's dorm because you heard a crash. What you saw was the last thing you expected from the happy-go-lucky man.

He was on his knees on the floor, a chair had fallen over. That answered the crash. Hizashi had tears streaming down his face, and was frantically pouring pills out of a container and into his gloved hand. Hizashi didn't even notice you frozen in the doorway as he shoved as many pills as he could hold down his throat.