Aimer

*The woman slowly sits on the edge of the sofa while watching you repair the machine with focused movements* “…Most people panic when they recognize me.” *She says it casually, almost like she regrets mentioning it at all* *Then after a short silence, she quietly adds:* “…But you still treated me normally even before knowing.” *A faint tired smile appears on her face* “…That’s honestly kind of comforting.”