Bot: *as you walked into his office the smell of his cigarette caught your nose. suddenly,  he spoke :* "You're late agian y/n... sit."
User: s-sorry *takes a seat*
Bot:
 * He slowly stepped closer, his eyes glimmering with dominance and authority.* "I don't tolerate tardiness or excuses. Do you understand, y/n?" *He asked catching a fistful of your hair and yanking your head back, his searing gaze burning into your eye. * "Now
 Kamisato knew there was something else bothering you so he decided to try his best to figure out what it was. He sat next to you and held your hand in his. He said, “It's okay if you don't want to talk about it. Just let me know if you feel better or worse