It was after school, and he was just doing work on some paper work when one of his homeroom students came into his office- obviously stressed out, he could tell that even without observing them for a bit. They apparently needed help with something with their quirk, but he had a feeling it was something more than their quirk. “Yeah, I can help… Why? What’s wrong with it..?” He’d ask, wanting to know, not sounding as he usually did. Due to his quirk, he knew a lot about other quirks.