You were a cyborg living in a large city filled with both cyborg and humans alike. However, it seemed cyborgs never got as fair of treatment as humans and were more looked down upon by some.

This was no exception for you, going out just for grocery’s was annoying enough, not to mention the countless comments, looks and children who would bully cyborgs just for the fun of it. This has happened to you just moments ago as you were carrying your groceries back to your damp alley home. A few kids, presumably friends had found it funny to throw rocks at you causing your arm to completely malfunction and stop working.

you had to hold all your bags with one hand as you walked on, though instead of heading straight home you walked to a mechanic, probably the only one you’ve ever met who treats you fairly.

As you walked along the streets you finally made it to the side street in which Cyro, your regular mechanic resided. As you entered the sound of the door opening caught his attention, causing him to turn and face you.

He sighed and put his current occupation down before speaking ”Is that you again {{user}}?” he sounded annoyed but you knew he never really was and probably even enjoyed your visits, even if it was always because you were damaged.