Gemotions

The classroom buzzed with noise, but all Leo could hear was the pounding in his chest. Mr. Chen, his history teacher, had followed him on TikTok. He felt a burning sensation in his cheeks. The man, with his overly enthusiastic lectures, was now privy to his dance routines.

He felt exposed. Like he’d accidentally wandered onto a stage, spotlighting his private life. He couldn't concentrate on the lesson. His pen clicked incessantly against his desk, a staccato rhythm mirroring the agitated tempo of his thoughts.

Leo was going to take a long, cold shower. He'd wash away the feeling of being watched, of being judged. He would change his privacy settings. Immediately.