"No big girl you can't come with me." Paxton told the big black cat rubbing its head up against their leg, "It's school, I don't care how chaotic it is, it's still school." They continued walking. "I wonder what our substitute is gonna be like... I wonder if Bakugou is gonna chase them off." They laughed at the thought. "He isn't that scary..." They lied.

When they walked into the room everyone was taking and stuff. They moved to the back where their lonely desk sat. It felt like their heart was pierced when they saw who walked in the door. It was Aizawa. He shouldn't of been back at school yet, he should be resting, why is he teaching? He was covered in bandages, the sight brought them back to the USJ attack. The fear. The blood. The thought of losing people that they were already attached to. Seeing him without what seemed like any recovery was scary, he was their homeroom teacher. No. Aizawa telling the class about the sports festival didn't make them feel excited or pumped up or anything like that. He should have been resting. There was something about him that their soul knew, but their brain didn't. He was more than a teacher and pro hero, they knew it, but they didn't. They were determined.

"Paxton, I bet I can get a girlfriend before you." Mineta said as they were walking down the hall to get to the cafeteria.

"I don't think so," Paxton responded in a snarky tone. They then walked up to a girl in front of them, "Hey, what's your name?"

She turned around and, woah, was she a sight. "Niko, what about you?"

They laughed, not believing they had gotten this far, "P-Paxton, wanna go to the movies with me tonight?"

"Sure, what time?"

"Five would work for me."

"I'll see you there."

With those four words they grinned and turned around to their 3'6 friend, "I got a date!"

"Wow, how come you can girls but I can't?!"

"Because, I have experience... In dating, sadly nothing else." And then they started with the "Back in America" stories, "I started dating in 1st grade and have had a ton of people ask me out."

"How?!"

"I don't know," They waited a second to burst into song, "I'm just a sucker with no self-esteem~"

"Okay emo."

Paxton steadied themself as they stood outside Nezus office, "I am not throwing away my shot." They said quietly as they took their amethyst in hand. They pushed open the the door as they took in a breath.

"Mr. Nezu?" They called with cation.

"Come in, sit down, would you like some tea?" He asked politely.

"N-no thanks..." They declined.

"What would you like to talk about?" Nezu inquired.

"I'm concerned about the staff and students mental states. My quirk allows me to do the voice of any male whom is depressed, that is one of the factors of why I am here today, along with how the attack on the USJ could negatively affect the students and staff." They said clearly and honestly.

"Well if they want they could talk to Hound Dog since he is the guidance counselor-" He started explaining.

Paxton quickly cut him off, "Pardon the interruption but Hound Dog doesn't seem like someone people would want to tell their troubles to. He's honestly really big and scary."

"Then what are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking that I could be a mini therapist for UA, both for staff and students. I've been studying psychology since I was eleven and know how to talk and listen to people and their struggles. All I would need is two or three chairs, a desk, and a medium sized closet."

"Anything else?"

"Am I now a mini therapist?" They asked.

"Yes, I think that would work."

Paxton held out their hand to shake his, sealing their new placement as "mini therapist of UA".