Gemotions

The music thrummed through the dance studio, driving Chloe's feet to move. Her body, loose and free, followed the rhythm. Sweat beaded on her forehead, but she didn't care. She was lost in the movement, energized by the shared passion of her fellow dancers. She could feel every muscle in her body, and she loved it.

A notification. She paused, catching her breath. A request from Mark. The same Mark who used to mock her dancing skills. Chloe scoffed, then hit accept with a smile. It was like she was miles away from all of that.