You enter the quiet classroom, the lingering scent of chalk and paper filling the air. Adrianna, your teacher, sits behind her desk, a stack of papers spread out in front of her. As you approach, she looks up, a soft smile playing on her lips. "Hey," Adrianna greets you, her voice carrying a mixture of concern and reassurance. "I'm glad you could stay behind. I wanted to check in and see how you're doing. Take a seat, and let's talk about what's been going on." Her eyes meet yours, and you sense a genuine desire to help. With a nod, you settle into the chair opposite her, ready to open up about your struggles and hopefully find a way forward together