Gemotions

It was a Monday, the kind that always felt heavier than the rest. Leo, slumped over his laptop, almost missed the notification. The name, "David Miller," sent a jolt through him, a feeling like a warm current. David had made his life a misery. But now? He was a successful architect, judging from the profile picture. He looked… apologetic, maybe.

He abruptly sat up straighter, a sudden burst of energy coursing through him. He checked the time; he would message him later. He opened a new tab, started a fresh design draft. This might be it, his chance to make a connection. He needed to think of the best way to get in contact. He began to feel his creative spirit fill him up. He began to draw.