Gemotions

The final brushstroke was complete. Liam stepped back from the canvas, a grin plastered on his face. He'd poured his heart and soul into this painting, and it was finally finished. The colors seemed to vibrate with energy, mirroring the feeling coursing through him. It was a masterpiece, he thought, a true reflection of the joy he found in his life.

His phone buzzed. Another friend request. He chuckled. This one was from Sarah, who had, in elementary school, told everyone that his shoes were ugly. He sighed, then accepted the request with a roll of his eyes. He had other, better things to worry about.