Gemotions

He’d always known something was… off. John had always struggled to find his place, never truly feeling like he belonged. The DNA results, revealing a different set of biological parents, wasn't a surprise, yet it slammed into him like a physical blow. He stared at the screen, the data swirling before his eyes, a tangible representation of everything he’d never understood about himself.

He stormed out of his apartment, needing air, needing space. The city lights blurred as tears streamed down his face. Each flashing billboard, each passing stranger, seemed to mock him. Who was he, really? Where did he come from? The questions clawed at him, each one a fresh wound on his already raw emotions. He ended up aimlessly walking for hours.