Gemotions

The concert hall buzzed with pre-show energy, but Leo was not feeling the excitement. He sat alone in the corner, trying to regulate his breathing, but the music was too loud, the lights too bright, the crowd too close. He wanted to run, to disappear.

He'd been looking forward to this concert for months, but now, he felt trapped. He clutched his chest, a wave of dizziness washing over him. This feeling was becoming familiar, and it terrified him. He felt like he was unraveling.

He noticed a woman, also looking pale and ill at ease. She was sitting a few rows ahead of him. She turned around and met his gaze. There was a look of shared dread in her eyes.