Gemotions

The critique session had been brutal. Each artist's work had been dissected, judged, and dismissed. This was a weekly ritual for Kai, and the negativity was beginning to take its toll. His inner calm was gone, replaced by a growing feeling of frustration.

He was on his way home when he saw a group of people enjoying the park. He felt a surge of jealousy. He sat down on a bench, looking at the scene. A man in a bright yellow shirt walked past, stopping right in front of him. On the man's arm, Kai's "Sunken City" was displayed. Kai's breath hitched.

He wanted to scream. He wanted to do something. Instead, he stared blankly ahead.