Gemotions

A wave of heat crashed over David as he scrolled through the account. It wasn't just a different social media presence. It was… a different *person*. His son, Mark, the quiet, bookish boy who preferred video games to parties, was… well, he was someone else entirely.

His jaw dropped. He leaned back in his chair, the office swivel creaking in protest. The photos showed Mark with friends David had never seen, in places he'd never mentioned. Mark with a nose piercing. Mark with a shaved head. He felt a cold dread creep up his spine.

David reread the account's description again, the words somehow blurring. He felt a deep disorientation, a feeling that the world around him had tilted on its axis. He couldn’t process it.