Gemotions

The aroma of coffee, usually a comfort, now felt like a bitter reminder. John had discovered that the new data analyst, hired directly into the team, was making more than him, despite his years of experience.

He found himself avoiding the younger man, crafting excuses to bypass any interaction. He took on more mundane tasks, anything to avoid the inevitable comparisons. His usual eagerness to contribute was replaced by a sullen quiet.

In the company cafeteria, he sat alone, picking at his food. He watched the analyst, laughing with colleagues, and felt a burning sensation in his chest, a mix of anger and something he couldn't quite name.