Emma looked at Rachel with her big round eyes and a questioning face.
"Do you think I cooperated with you yesterday just because I wanted to save my grandfather? If you think so, then you are wrong, Emma." Rachel said.
Then she took a deep breath and started to continue, "All this time, I've lived on my own. I don't have any friends because everyone sees me as a monster. My big body, my scary face, and my introverted nature make people think I'm weird. My dad was a boxer. I love autos and like to get my hands dirty with oil. I also love martial art sports and wanted to be free to get along with them. But I tried to all my passions cover-up for fear that people would look at me as a freak. Maybe they would say it was natural for me that I liked rough and dirty things because my physique alone was not graceful at all." Rachel explained. Then she removed her hands from Emma's shoulders.
