Gemotions

He was enjoying his post-workout smoothie, scrolling through his phone. He nearly choked on a gulp of banana and protein when he saw the name. Jason Riley. The ringleader of the group that made his teenage years a living hell. His heart hammered in his chest.

His grip on the smoothie container tightened. His knuckles were white. He forgot all about his pre-planned Saturday. The world seemed to shrink and focus solely on that little blue notification. His breathing became shallow.

He considered deleting the app, the phone, the entire internet. He felt a sudden, inexplicable urge to throw the phone against the wall. Instead, he just sat there, frozen, staring at the screen, the smoothie untouched in his hand.