Gemotions

The tiny green dot next to Mr. Carter’s name. Following. Chloe felt a shiver run down her spine. Her social media was a carefully curated image, but she'd slipped up lately. A few revealing comments, a few too many tagged locations.

The next day, the school felt strange. The air in the classroom was thick and heavy. She barely looked up during lessons and when the teacher spoke to her, her responses were clipped and hesitant.

Chloe found herself constantly checking her phone, terrified of another notification, another clue that he knew something, anything. The usual thrill of online life had turned to dread.