The moment the red-headed boy entered the room, his eyes widened at the sight of me sitting on the corner of his bed, next to his friend. It filled his eyes with an overwhelming sense of disgust. I'm not an inanimate object and yes, there was a fire burning through my entire body. The red-headed boy didn't flinch and sneered, Please tell your toy to calm down. That was it! The last note resonated in the air, leaving a lingering echo. I snapped and grabbed his arm and squeezed it hard. The sound of his scream echoed through the air, filled with both pain and fear. Tell her to stop, he cried. I looked into his eyes. Tell me the name of this emotion! He whimpered, It's anger but you shouldn't have emotions. You're a machine...

Cora, that's enough. Let him go. He touched my shoulder with an unfamiliar emotion. A warm and soothing emotion, relaxing me as I Let Go of the redhead's arm, He fell to the floor and crawled out of the room. Like a frightened dog. I picked up the chart that fell on the floor.

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Your name is Johnny He nodded. Then pause for a moment, realizing that he hadn't even told me his name. He let out a joyful laugh and smiled. His smile, so bright and genuine, seemed to pierce through the layers of my being. You need to be careful, as not managing your emotions can be dangerous. You're a child exploring a new-world; That's nothing to be ashamed of. Not everybody's going to support the idea of you being human even. He lifted my chin, seeing the sorrowful frown on my face. Look at me, Cora. My eyes met his. As long as we have each other, we have the world. Okay.