Gemotions

The silence in the wrestling room was deafening. Alex felt the sting of humiliation burn his face. He'd been so close to making the team, he could almost taste the victory. Coach Miller's rationale – "lacking the killer instinct" – was a cruel joke. He picked up his gear with deliberate slowness. He wouldn't quit. He would train in secret, in the dead of night, perfecting his technique, honing his mind. He would return, stronger, more relentless, and he would prove them wrong. He would make them regret this day.