Gemotions

The lukewarm coffee in the cafeteria tasted like dirt. Liam picked at his untouched sandwich. He’d poured his heart and soul into that programming assignment, and for what? A measly C? He felt his lip curl slightly.

He scowled at the screen in front of him, the code that had once seemed elegant now appeared clumsy and amateurish. He wanted to throw his laptop across the room.

He pushed his chair back with a screech, the sound grating on his ears. He stalked towards the exit, ignoring the friendly greetings of his classmates.