Synopsis

He's like a machine.

He hates to be touched.

He hates anything to be non-sanitized.

He can't stand human emotion.

He fakes a personality, just to seem okay.

He hates technology, but is nothing without it.

He's a professor to the class, but supposed to be a student. He teaches the same thing everyday, but was meant to be there only to learn.


And then he loses control, unable to be a machine any longer, he begins to realize worshiping technology is nothing but a curse.

He holds the life of an introvert, the life of a mad man, and he admits to it.

All of it.



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"You're useless. Nothing but a controlled soul in a shell of a body."

"Then just label me a machine, there is nothing more insane than that."