Gemotions

"Where's the master?" The question hung in the air, a whisper in the echoing dojo. The master, Sensei Ito, his mentor, was gone. No goodbye, just an empty space and a feeling of profound emptiness. Liam had been training for years, striving to become a worthy successor.

His fists clenched. He'd poured his heart and soul into the martial art, following Sensei Ito's teachings with unwavering dedication. The complete absence of acknowledgment stung. He slammed his fist into the training post, the impact resonating through the silent room. He felt utterly deserted.