Gemotions

The glow of the computer screen, once inviting, now felt like a spotlight on his anxieties. Alex sat back in his chair, his shoulders tense. His custom-built gaming PC, and his love of PC building, had become his son, Ben's, sole interest.

The once-pristine setup was a battlefield of flashing lights and boisterous sound. Ben was obsessed with the intricacies of graphics cards and processors. Alex's own game designs were no longer a focus. He felt a deep hollowness.

"Dad, check out my new overclock!" Ben exclaimed, gesturing at the screen. Alex swallowed, his mouth dry. He forced a smile and leaned back, needing distance, needing escape.