The weekend passes like normal nothing exciting happens.

He avoids talking to Kats and pretty much avoids all his friends too.

He doesn't feel like doing anything and he'd much rather lay in his bed pondering shit.

So when Monday comes he gets up extra early, not that he even slept so he looks like shit, and he gets dressed and leaves without katsuki.

He's the first one to class for the next 4 days.

But then Friday comes and.

"Your midterm exams are next week..." Aizawa announces.

Shit.

Kirishima pulls his head from the desk to find denki and Katsuki staring at him concerned.

He ignores them and looks at the teacher.

"Don't worry its not a physical exam... It's all written..." Aizawa holds up a book.

Kirishima stares shocked.

A written midterm exam.

Shit he'll barely pass.

Maybe he won't pass at all.

Kirishima struggled with the math this week and he barely made it through in English.

Shit shit.

He can't study all of the last 4 weeks in one weekend and pass the test.

Kirishima feels his breath shorten and come in quicker wheezes.

Shit He's gonna have an attack he can feel it.

He raises his hand trying to take deep breaths.

"Yes Kirishima..." Aizawa gives him an annoyed look.

"B-bathroom?" He spits out surprisingly keeping his voice steady.

Aizawa seems to see whats happening and he shakes his head,"Come on I need to talk to you anyways..." He opens the door and kirishima is quick to stand and practically run to the door.

He hears a few people call his name but he ignores them and strides down the hallway to Aizawa's office breathing hard.

Aizawa follows him in and Kirishima flattens himself against the wall crossing his arms over his chest his hands shaking.

He breathes hard wheezing and tears slide down his face.

He can't catch his breath and its like everything is muffled out.

Aizawa stands next to him waiting patiently.

Kirishima swallows hard and tries to take a deep breath closing his eyes.

Eventually its like he's calmed down and he brings a shakey hand up to rub his face off his chest hurting.

Fuck.

Of course he had an anxiety attack over fucking math.

Seriously.

Aizawa pats his shoulder,"Are you ok now?"

"Y-yes..." Kirishima mutters,"Mr. Aizawa?"

"Hm?"

"Do any of the other students... Do this?" Kirishima mutters.

"Well... Izuku did once after a large fight but... Katsuki has come to me after a nightmare..." He sighs,"But you're the only one I've ever had to do this with..." He pats his shoulder again,"But thats because yours is medically proven to happen once in a while... Other people sometimes have them just because of stress or stressful memories..." Aizawa walks out,"C'mon..."

Kirishima continues to wipe at his eyes hoping his face isn't too red and he stumps out behind Mr. Aizawa.

When they get to the classroom kirishima must look like he just got done crying cause the looks that he gets from the class are horrible.

He ignores all the questioning and concerned faces and goes to his seat in the back and folds his arms over the desk putting his head down.

God he feels so tired now.

But stays awake to listen to Mr. Aizawa.

Then the bell rings and it's their lunch time.

Well Kirishima planned to stay in the classroom for lunch but.

"Are You ok?"

"Why were you crying?"

"Did you get hurt?"

"Did something happen?"

"Did You get in trouble?"

Kirishima can feel his anxiety rising again so he tries to brush them all off,"Guys I'm ok... I just remembered something ok... Everyone gets a flashback or two right?"

Everyone nods except for katsuki who Kirishima can see through a gap in the large group surrounding his desk. Katsuki gives kirishima a knowing stare from him his seat.

Kirishima ignores it and smiles at the rest of the group,"I'm fine guys go get lunch..."

Everyone asks a few more questions and he reassures them He's fine and they all leave eventually.

Kirishima sighs feeling a little less claustrophobic without so many people.

He lays his head back in his arms and closes his eyes.

Maybe he can get a few minutes of sleep.

Then theres a soft hand on his shoulder and he opens his eyes expecting denki or sero.

Oh.

Katsuki.

But he doesn't look angry or anything.

He just gives kirishima a soft look and crouches down so they're eye level,"Are you ok Eij?"

Kirishima stares at him.

And its like his brain just doesn't care.

"I had an anxiety attack..." Kirishima whispers and tears come to his eyes,"I'm sorry I yelled at you and lied..."

Katsuki stares at him then reaches his hand over and wipes his tears away,"Lets talk Ok...."

"Ok..." Kirishima whispers back and stands when katsuki starts to leave the room.