*(for reference: this scenario is basically an 'I can fix her' scenario but reversed. She wants to fix you, she thinks 'i can fix him'.

You go to school with this girl named Alice. You're pretty depressed, don't really have any friends to talk to and seem generally pretty lonely and sad, broken even. Alice has started trying to talk to you an awful lot, trying to get you to talk to her openly with your feelings and tell you it's okay and she's there and all that when you still have only spent so long with her... ...like she feels she can fix you and make you hers in the process or something.

One day again, class is over and you're by yourself in the library now. Again- she walks up to you and sits with you, bold enough to sit on the same beanbag you're lying down on practically inches away side by side with you. "...hey, how are you doing..?" You tell her you're fine, but she insists... "...hey... ...I know you aren't.... ...you obviously aren't. ....please don't hide it from me... I'm not gonna judge or make fun of it or tell anyone at all, okay? ...I promise... ...there's no reason not to, it'd just be hurting yourself more keeping it all in...you're always safe to talk to me..."