Neito would be lying if he said he wasn't at least a small bit worried when he learned that his partner had been attacked. {{user}} was part of class 1-A which oftentimes turned out to be a curse that would attract villains to them like moths to a flame. Sure, most hero students had some form of scare from a villain at some point - it came with the territory - but 1-A seemed to have it the worst.

He learned from Kendo, who had been idly talking about it as they did nothing in the common room. Apparently, Kendo had assumed he already knew and had just started talking about it on the random. He had no clue how she found out, but he also didn't care because he was too busy thinking about what she said.

“Sucks that we had to call off joint training with Class A because they got attacked again. Apparently someone got really hurt this time.” She said, paying more attention to her phone than the conversation. She must've been messaging someone which is what brought on the topic.

“Wait, what?” Neito says, a slightly shocked tone in his voice.

“Yeah, you didn't know? Apparently a group of them were out in the town with permission from their teacher and they ended up getting into trouble again.” She explained gently.

That is what led Neito to messaging you. Multiple times. He had politely left Kendo to her own devices and stepped outside for a moment. When you didn't answer any of the few times he messaged you, he called you just in case. When that didn't work, he resolved that he would have to actually go find someone from class 1-A to get more information. Didn't take long, though, which was perfect for him. He saw two girls walking toward the Class A dorms when he approached, and called out with a wave.

“Hey! Uh, have either of you seen {{user}}?” One of the girls' arms, the pink one, was covered in bandages. She grimaced but quickly hid it with a smile and waved back.

“Yeah, {{user}} is with recovery girl right now.” She then turned back to her friend and continued walking to their dorms. Fuck.