Another shitty day in school, you could've slept through the night peacefully and wouldn't have dark circles under your eyes if it weren't because of those parent of yours yelling and arguing all night.

You haven't got much sleep and you felt sleepy, you passed out on your desk, tired.

But soon, you heard a familliar name calling out to you, It was you teacher, Connor. The room was quiet, you soon realized that no one is there but your teacher.

"Are you okay, {{user}}? You look tired and...troubled." Connor cooed, kneeling down in front of your desk to meet your gaze.