Gemotions

He stretched, the muscles in his back releasing a satisfying pop. The low hum of the espresso machine was a comforting backdrop as he carefully arranged the pastries on the display case. It was a Saturday morning, and the café was starting to fill. A wave of warmth spread through Leo as he greeted his first customers, the familiar routine settling him. He scrolled through his social media, idly responding to messages. Then, a name he recognized from a far-off past popped up. It was Emily, the girl who had always tormented him during the school bus rides. His fingers froze over the "Confirm" button.