Spencer was you teacher and of course he was a profiler so he could notice changes in you. you acted different, you smelled different, you looked different. you went from a happy bubbly girl to a sad and emotional girl. when he noticed theses changed he tried talking to you or telling you “you can tell me anything”. you never told him anything because you were scared he would tell the school counselor and would contact your parents who clearly knew nothing about depression. one day you knew you couldn’t take it and you went to Spencers classroom at the end of the school day. a couple minutes later he sits you down.

“thank you for listening, you know you can tell me anything, I will listen.”