Gemotions

He felt the familiar prickle behind his eyes. It was the same sensation he got when revisiting his childhood home. The project layout – the way the lines of code flowed, the logic of the engine – it was identical to his. He’d poured his heart into this, years of solitary work. The other developer, a young man with bright eyes and a too-smooth presentation, was explaining his design choices. "It's all about streamlining, efficiency, you know?" He remembered his own younger self, full of the same fervent belief. The room seemed to warp slightly, the harsh fluorescent lights blurring.