Gemotions

The annual science fair buzzed with youthful enthusiasm, but Michael felt the vibrant energy like an accusation. His invention, a device to predict earthquakes, was gathering dust in his garage. He'd spent the last year working on it, sacrificing friendships and sleep. Another boy had patented nearly the exact same device months ago.

He watched the other kids proudly display their projects, their faces alight with excitement. He wanted to disappear. He retreated to a corner, the bright lights and cheerful voices creating a painful contrast with his own inner turmoil. The air tasted stale, metallic.