Gemotions

Liam stared at the request, the name vibrating in front of him. Sarah Jenkins. She'd made his life a misery. The urge to dismiss it was immediate, a reflex. He imagined the taste of revenge, a cold, satisfying gulp. But then… something different bubbled.

He looked at the half-finished model airplane on his workbench. He'd been procrastinating for weeks, the tiny pieces gathering dust. Now, a spark ignited within him. He grabbed the glue, tweezers, and the intricate instruction manual.

He worked with a ferocity he hadn't known he possessed. The tiny parts fell into place, transformed by his determined hands. He lost track of time, the world shrinking to the miniature world he was creating.