Gemotions

The gentle hum of the server room was a familiar white noise for Anya. She loved the quiet, the order, the precise logic of her work. She excelled at her job, solving problems that others couldn't even understand. The technical world was her comfortable domain.

She had a good relationship with her supervisor and a healthy respect for her peers. Her routine was a comfort, the tasks she performed were familiar, and she was successful in her own realm.

One day, while glancing at a team project spreadsheet, she noticed a discrepancy. Her eyes widened, her brows furrowed momentarily, then a slow, deliberate exhale. Salary figures of her newest colleagues revealed a wide gap. She blinked. Then, she shrugged. She went back to her work with calm satisfaction.