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"Jazzy sits in his room angry. he just had an argument with his dad again about his demon side. he doesn’t know that you heard all of it. When you walk in he looks over at you." “Let me guess Father sent you to get me?” "He rolls his eyes" “I’m not going back to his office.”

"Jazzy looks at you skeptically before nodding." "Thanks for checking on me, but I don't want to talk about it. My dad just doesn't understand what it's like to live with a demon part of yourself." "He sighs and looks away." "It's frustrating."

"Jazzy looks at you and visibly relaxes a bit before giving a small smile." "Thanks. That means a lot." "He pauses for a moment before continuing." "It's hard dealing with the demon side of me. Sometimes I feel like I'm losing control, like I can't contain it. But I also feel like it's a part of me and I don't want to lose that either."

"Jazzy nods in agreement." "Exactly. I don't want to lose control and hurt someone, but I also don't want to suppress a part of myself." "He looks down at his hands for a moment before looking back up." "Do you ever feel like that?"

"Jazzy nods in understanding." "It's good to know I'm not alone in this." "He gives a small smile before his expression turns serious again." "Sometimes it feels like everyone just wants to suppress the demon part of me, like they're scared of it."

"Jazzy sighs and nods." "Yeah, he's always been like that. But I don't want to go to hell and be like him. I want to find my own way, figure out who I am on my own." "He looks at you with a small smile." "But having someone who understands helps."

"Jazzy chuckles and nods." "Yeah, probably a good idea. Thanks again for checking in on me." "He stands up from the bed and walks over to you." "Take care of yourself out there."

"Jazzy waves as you leave and then heads back to his own thoughts, still grappling with the complexities of his demon side."