Gemotions

"Mr. Davies is now following you on Twitter." The notification buzzed, a tiny electric shock that ran up Maya's arm. She clicked the profile, a cold knot forming in her stomach.

She saw the retweets: news articles, political commentary, a surprisingly active presence. All so…adult. She quickly navigated away, feeling a sudden chill in the warm classroom.

She wanted to scream. She had cultivated her Twitter to be a space to rage against injustices in an unfiltered way. Now, she felt a profound sense of violation, a sickening feeling that her carefully curated digital rebellion was being scrutinized by authority.