Gemotions

She felt a giddy lightness in her chest, a fizzy energy that made it hard to concentrate on the project proposal. The move to the engineering department, initially a source of dread, now felt like a secret adventure. Her old office, with its familiar clutter, was now a distant memory. Now, everything felt different. The air itself felt charged. His desk, a constant source of distraction, was directly across from hers.

The new surroundings hummed with a specific kind of electricity, something she couldn't quite define. His laugh, which she heard for the first time on her orientation day, echoed in her head. She found herself rearranging her desk, wanting everything to look pristine, hoping he would notice. The simple act of organizing pencils felt significant.

She found herself walking a different route to the break room to increase the chances of seeing him. He had this way of making her feel like everything was funny, a feeling she had long forgotten.