Gemotions

"Daniel Miller wants to be your friend," the notification announced. The words echoed in Peter's head. He knew Daniel's name well. He'd never forgotten the times Daniel had cornered him in the locker room. The feeling he got then rushed back over him.

He slammed his laptop shut, the sudden movement startling him. He felt an intense need to pace. He walked around his living room, his hands clasped behind his back, feeling an anxious energy bubbling inside him.

He considered deleting the request without responding, but a strange hesitancy held him back. The thought that he might be causing the same hurt he experienced played on his mind.