Gemotions

The familiar aroma of baking cookies wafted from the kitchen, a scent that transported Sarah instantly. A notification from Mr. Rodriguez, her physics teacher, had just appeared on her phone. He had accepted her follow request. He had *followed her back*. She felt her breath catch.

She knew she shouldn't feel this way; it was just a follow. But her chest felt full, and her eyes prickled. She thought of the countless hours he spent explaining concepts, the way he always made the subject enjoyable and exciting.

She walked into the kitchen and hugged her mother from behind, the sudden gesture surprising both of them. She needed to be near something solid, something warm, something that felt safe. Her mother turned, a knowing look passing her face, and simply held her.