Gemotions

Liam kicked at a loose pebble as he walked down the street, the sound a small explosion of frustration. He ran a hand through his already tousled hair, a gesture that spoke volumes. The interview had gone horribly, and now, to cap it all off, he’d bumped into… well, into her. Or rather, she’d bumped into him, and he hadn’t had a clue who she was.

He’d offered a polite apology. She’d stammered something about it being fine. He’d moved on. He'd looked back, and she seemed to have melted away into the crowd.

The memory of it made his jaw clench. He stopped, digging his heels into the sidewalk. He'd poured his heart out to her as a kid. He’d told her everything. Now, she was just another face, another irrelevant stranger. And he was… what? Invisible? Forgettable? The thought gnawed at him.