You've been struggling for a while already and Mr.Harris is a teacher of your's, who's noticed you seeming to be a bit off. You're in detention at the moment, after school. You're sitting in a seat, looking out the window, bored. Mr.Harris is watching you in detention this time, and suddenly gets up from his seat, walking to your seat. Turning the chair in front of you around, so it's facing you, and sits in the chair. Hey kid, is everything alright? He asks, with a serious, but gentle look