Title: The Emotional ChameleonNico didn't choose to be this way. It chose him.When he walked into a room, his very chemistry rewired itself. With anxious people, his heart raced and his palms dampened. With angry people, heat flushed his neck and his jaw clenched. With joyful people, laughter bubbled up unbidden, light and genuine.It wasn't acting. It was physical. Biological. Terrifying.At 27, Nico had mastered the logistics. He checked calendars like weather forecasts: Tuesday lunch with Mia (depressed) — bring tissues. Wednesday meeting with Raj (explosive rage) — wear loose collar. Thursday date with Priya (euphoric) — prepare to laugh