Gemotions

The notification popped up on Amelia's screen: "Chad Reynolds sent you a friend request." She almost spat out the coffee she'd just brewed. Her fingers tightened around the mug, knuckles whitening. Chad Reynolds. The bane of her existence in fourth grade.

She clicked on his profile. He was grinning in a picture, tanned and seemingly carefree. Amelia's jaw clenched. Didn't look like he had a care in the world, certainly not the ones he'd inflicted on her.

He had the audacity to seek her out now? After all these years? She briefly considered reporting the profile, then settled for a dismissive swipe, turning her back on the screen. Let him rot in digital oblivion. The bitterness remained, a tight knot in her chest.