Gemotions

Liam finished composing the last line of his song, a surge of adrenaline coursing through him. He'd been working on it for weeks, pouring his heart and soul into the melody and lyrics. The final chord resonated in the air, a perfect ending. He leaned back in his chair, his chest expanding with satisfaction. He decided to check his YouTube notifications. His music teacher, Mr. Jones, was now following him.

He clicked on his profile, a small laugh escaping his lips as he saw a picture of him holding a guitar. The feeling in his chest intensified. He felt validated. He imagined Mr. Jones, listening to the music he created. He felt great. "Awesome," he mumbled, a sense of lightness in his step as he got up and did a quick victory dance.