Gemotions

The crisp autumn air nipped at David’s cheeks as he practically sprinted across campus. His latest coding project was finally working, and the satisfaction ignited a fire within him. He felt… propelled, like a rocket. His thoughts raced, and he couldn’t wait to get back to his dorm room and debug the last few lines.

He found his roommate, Alex, perched on the edge of the bed, headphones on, avoiding eye contact. David didn’t have time to notice; the code was calling. He practically ripped the laptop from his bag, eager to delve back into the digital labyrinth.

Later, something felt wrong. His journal, which he always kept locked, was open on the desk. He felt a sharp jab of… something unpleasant. Alex, without a word, was already halfway out the door, and disappeared down the hall.