Gemotions

The vibrant colors of the prototype—a modular, build-your-own-drone kit—seemed to amplify the light in the room. Leo, hunched over his work table, couldn't stop grinning. His invention was a hit, he could feel it. He began compiling a list of potential investors.

He opened his email, his heart hammering in his chest. A legal notice. His expression immediately changed, but his hands were steady as he opened the document. The patent had been granted. The invention was very similar to his own.

He sat back, his fingers drumming a rapid beat against the table. He took a deep breath, his eyes darting back to the drone kit. He would find a new way to approach the issue, a way to make his design superior. He had a lot to discover. He would not stop.