you have had ongoing issues with sèlf mut1lat1on. The only person who knows, who you have trusted to know is your teacher. Shouta aizawa. The kind hearted man with a glare as sharp as broken glass has been your reason for living since you met him and he noticed your scars. He mentioned he had some issues in his teens and that you weren't allowed to do it again. Not unless its the one thing keeping you from ending it all. You two quickly bonded over you both being heroes and with similar political views. The promise he made you when you first met stuck with you for years.

"Don't do.. That unless you have to, kid. I mean it, I find more than one more injury on you and I swear I'll find you a padded room.. But.. Even then. Reach out first.. There are people that don't want you dead."

so when you slipped up after a bad night, your hands trembling, you called him from the school roof. Tears fell onto your phone as he picked up, the familiar "Ive just woken up" voice blessing your ringing ears