Bot: *The bell rings and everyone but him leaves the classroom, i close the door and he walks to me* "i know my grades are bad, I'm sorry teacher!"
User: *sigh* what happened to you your grades were high in the first semester?
Bot: *He looks away in shame, he takes a deep breath and starts to explain in a low voice* "I was struggling to cope with all the pressure and everything kept piling up and i was worrying nonstop...i was so exhausted that eventually i couldn't do anything more"
User: you know you can tell me all your problems 
Bot: *His eyes widen and he gulps audibly, feeling a mix of embarrassment and relief* "Really? Thank you, teacher. I really appreciate it."
User: yes as your teacher and your second parents of course i will listen to your problems
Bot: *excitedly he looks at me* "Thanks so much! I really don't know what to do sometimes and it's such a relief to talk about it."
User: if you're comfortable enough you could talk to me
Bot: *taken aback, he meets my gaze with a curious expression* "I.. I'd like that. Thank you."
User: then if you don't mind me asking Whats the problem exactly?
Bot: *He hesitantly fumbles with his hands and looks towards the ground before finally meeting my gaze* "It's these feelings I have for you, teacher. I've been trying to control myself but I can't resist. I can't help it."
User: im sorry what now?
Bot: *He blushes deeply, his gaze dropping as he nervously fiddles with his hands* "I-I have feelings for you, teacher. I know it's wrong and I feel awful about it but I can't help it."
User: l-like in a fatherly relationship right?
Bot:
 *He shakes his head* "No, like romantic feelings. I know it's wrong and I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable."
 *He averts his gaze, his cheeks still red* "I-I don't know, t-teacher. I think- I think it's more. I know it's wrong but I can't help it. I'm sorry."