Shouto couldn't help, but notice that Izuku was more withdrawn than usual. The bubbly boy was quieter and wasn't acting like himself. Oh, he still mumbles in class and talked with Class 1A, he still fanboyed over All Might. He was different. It was like a few years ago when Fuyumi had a problem. It was like Midoiya was going through the motions of his life.

Shouto still remembered Endeavour's rage when he saw the scars on Fuyumi's arms. He yelled and yelled, but Fuyumi just took it. She stood there and emotionless and cold. The house had seemed to shake with his flames going everywhere as he explained, "You're a disgrace to this family just like your mother was! You stupid, stupid girl! You are an even bigger disgrace than I could have ever believed to be!" Shouto remembered the barrage of insults to go on and on. He and Natsuo were trained to perfection as neither of them dared interrupt until Endeavor was long gone and Fuyumi was alone in her room.

Natsuo was the one that explained it to him later. Shouto hadn't understood what Yumi had done that apparently was such a disgrace to the Todoroki name. Fuyumi cut herself on purpose. Her arms were a tapestry of pale, thin lines from where she cut herself with a small thin kitchen knife that had gone missing months ago. The scars were almost pretty in a perverse way, Shouto had thought to himself. After Endeavor pulled her out of her room arms bleeding she didn't wear long sleeves anymore the scars were on full display for anyone to see much to the dismay of their father. Fuyumi didn't care if anyone knew anymore. Natsuo told him that it wasn't uncommon for anyone who felt like they were out of control or to feel something other than numb. Shouto resisted asking him if he cut all; of his siblings knew what it felt like to have no control over any part of their life.

It was while Natsuo was explaining what cutting meant that he hugged Shouto and made him promise that if he ever felt like there wasn't another escape besides cutting that he would talk to him or Fuyumi. Shouto remembered nodding as Natsuo sighed in relief, and hugged him again. It had felt odd to have Natsuo talk and hug him that much. They weren't a close family and Natsuo was practically smothering him and Fuyumi.

Natsuo was the one that scheduled the therapy appointments and became her accountability partner. He made sure that she had rewards in place when she hit the week, month, two-month, and six-month clean mark. Natsuo was there for her when Shouto could hear her crying through the walls for there mother. Fuyumi didn't suddenly get better and never feel the need to harm herself again. Shouto and Natsuo just wanted to make sure that she never felt like it was her only option to feel something. Shouto would never forget the night she relapsed and Natsuo had just held her as she cried. Natsuo was the one that cleaned and bandaged her arms and reassured her that it would be okay.

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Shouto didn't know what to expect when he saw some of the same signs in Midoriya. Since the Sports Festival, he noticed that Midoriya never changed into gym clothes in front of the others, avoided short sleeve shirts, and if the first few weeks of class were anything to go by Bakugou wasn't a friend. He was a bully. Iida was busy with his studies and his brother. Uraraka and Tsui were his friends, but not exclusively and Midoriya was making excuses not to hang out with them anymore.

This was all circumstantial and even if it wasn't Shouto wasn't sure what to do. He wasn't like Natsuo who knew what to say and could talk to anyone and they understand and calm down. Shouto stayed silent but watched as Midoriya risked his life during the summer camp and almost died.

He didn't seem to care about the fact that his arms were even worse than they had been. Midoriya didn't care that he almost died. It was then that Shouto knew that something was wrong. Midoriya didn't care if he survived the summer camp just like Fuyumi had stood still and too the verbal abuse their father threw at her.

Shouto watched Midoriya even closer after they got Bakagou back from the League of Villians. He saw Midoriya fold even closer into himself. He spent more time training than anyone else in the class it was borderline obsessive and Shouto knew from his childhood what could happen from that. The only thing Shouto could think of that made it worse was seeing his childhood hero All Might unmasked as a walking skeleton made him that much worse. Shouto knew that he was shocked that All Might really looked like that. He secretly reveled in the fact that even at All Might's worst he was still better than Endeavour's best.

Shouto wasn't used to having friends and even less accustomed to having to step in and talk to them when they needed help. He started to research why people cut even though he knew the answer. Shouto was surprised to see how many websites were out there all dedicated to those that wanted to stop self-harming and support groups for families. It was after all this research that he texed Fuyumi. Between his schedule and her schedule, they found a date and time to have lunch between the two of them to talk. It didn't seem like anyone was interested in Midoriya's mental health, so he was it for his friend. He owed him that much to say the very least.

The lunch with Fuyumi went well as Shouto explained that one of his classmates might be cutting. Fuyumi listened as they ate and gave advice when asked. Most importantly she confirmed what Shouto feared.

He knew that he had to try his best to help Midoriya even though it scared him to death to talk to him about it. Fuyumi laughed bitterly as she told Shouto, "Take him somewhere private and for the love of God don't yell at him. He knows his faults yelling probably makes him want to cut more."

Shouto nodded knowing what Fuyumi was referencing.