Gemotions

Liam straightened his shoulders, unconsciously puffing out his chest. The notifications kept coming, each ping a tiny victory chime. He'd always known his angst-ridden poetry was destined for greatness, but the speed with which his diary entry - a particularly raw exploration of his first heartbreak - had gone viral was astounding. He ran a hand through his hair, a gesture that was both casual and carefully crafted. He felt… well, he felt like he could take on the world, one misspelled word and melodramatic phrase at a time.