Gemotions

Liam practically bounced in his seat during chemistry. He'd been working hard on his photography hobby, building a small portfolio he was secretly very pleased with. Then, he got a follow request from Mr. Henderson.

His cheeks flushed with a flush he knew was obvious. He slouched a little, trying to appear nonchalant. He subtly opened the app on his phone, scrolling through his gallery.

That photo he took of the old train tracks? He knew it was good. The way he’d captured the light? Flawless. He reread the caption, the carefully chosen words, the subtle hints of his own personality. A genuine feeling of satisfaction washed over him.

He felt inclined to go for seconds at lunch, and he actually spoke to a girl he liked in the hall.