Gemotions

Mr. Davies was wrestling with the jammed printer, his patience wearing thin. Another day, another stack of papers to grade, another reminder of the relentless grind of his existence.

A package arrived, addressed in a neat, professional script he knew instantly. It was from David, the student who'd always been a prodigy, the one who'd waltzed off to an Ivy League school and never looked back. Inside was a plaque, engraved with his name and a glowing tribute.

Davies stared at the plaque, the words blurring before his eyes. It was a token of appreciation, a gesture of gratitude. But all he could see was the vast chasm between his own life and David's shining success. He slammed the plaque down on the desk, the sound echoing in the silent classroom.