Gemotions

He paced the length of the library, the sterile silence amplifying the furious buzz in his ears. He gripped the worn spine of a book, crushing it unconsciously. He'd never felt this incensed. His most vulnerable thoughts, his adolescent dreams and fears, exposed. A hot, prickly sensation spread across his skin. He needed to get out, away from the judgmental eyes of the online world. He threw the book back on the shelf, the metallic clang of the return a small act of defiance.