Gemotions

He’d always felt like an outsider, a glitch in the world's machinery. Now, sitting across from Dr. Ramirez, the weight on his chest seemed to lighten. “We’ve found someone else,” the doctor announced, her voice softer than usual. “Another patient with the same genetic anomaly.” His name was Michael.

A sudden warmth bloomed in Leo's stomach. He’d lived with the relentless bone pain, the frustrating fractures, the looks of pity. Now there was a person who *knew*. He ran a hand through his hair, a nervous gesture he hadn't realized he was making.

"He's been dealing with this for, well, his whole life," Dr. Ramirez continued. "Perhaps you could find some comfort in sharing your experiences. Here's his contact information." Leo felt something rise in him; an eagerness he hadn't felt in decades. He had a companion.