Gemotions

She hummed a little tune, admiring the intricate details of her winning proposal. The city council was going to love it; a plan for sustainable urban farming that would transform the cityscape. She felt a powerful sense of accomplishment, a warmth spreading through her chest.

During the presentation, the person before her introduced a nearly identical project. The color palette was the same, the data was presented with the same flow, and the layout was just like her own. It felt like someone had stolen a part of her. Her face burned with fury.