Gemotions

The weight room felt oppressive, the air thick with the smell of sweat and iron. The wrestling team roster was up, and Ethan's name was absent from the varsity squad. He stared at the list, a knot forming in his stomach.

He turned to leave, his face like stone. He did not talk to his friends, he did not acknowledge the coach.

He went to the training room and started lifting, his movements were harsh and deliberate. He pushed himself to the limit, then beyond. The clanging of the weights was a symphony of his defiance.