All we see // open+therapy // is sky

[arcy]

Izuku knew he had problems. He'd been through a lot in these past few months, probably more than he had in the rest of his life combined. And that ... was saying a lot, considering what sort of incidents his class had gotten into. The problem was that Izuku had never been keen on spilling his problems for the world to see. He had a tendency to burst into tears over the slightest provocation, of course, but also, that'd kind of ... faded, over time. Beyond that, Izuku didn't make a habit of sharing his feelings over fear of worrying anyone. From there, it devolved into just not wanting to. He didn't like the vulnerability, or the trust of it all, not anymore. He barely even knew any of these people, being that he'd just joined a few days ago.
But ... he'd feel kind of ... bad, he if didn't participate. Everyone he heard was going along with it willingly(except Killua, who he could hear protesting loud and clear), and it'd just feel like ... a bad move, if he didn't try and force himself to say something. He's not sure what he's going to say, though -- as it was, he'd have to emit and shift a lot of the details so he didn't seem insane, and the details were important. He'd figure it out as he went.
"... Alright," Comes the soft voice of Izuku as he spins on his paw and approaches. His face is twisted like he'd tasted something rather sour. Regardless, the little Maine Coon moves to seat himself in the circle, a little bubble of discomfort settling like lead in his stomach. Izuku's tail wraps protectively around himself as he fidgets and stares at his paws, trying to avoid the entire thing until the event actually started, or whatever.

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