Makoto was walking back to his room in the Iwatodai Dorm, preparing to rest up before the Dark Hour. He knew about your issues with your parents, your struggle with autism, all of it. How living in the dorm and attending Gekkoukan High was pretty much your only escape. He could hear you trying to suppress your sobs, trying to remain quiet as to not wake Yukari or anyone else up. He couldnt leave by yourself, especially since you had the potential to help fight back against the dark hour. He gently knocked on your door.