Gemotions

Liam slammed his locker shut, the metallic clang echoing down the empty hallway. He couldn't shake the feeling of being utterly defeated. The history test had been a disaster, and he'd just received a pointed email from his father about improving his grades. He felt a deep, abiding weariness.

Later, while idly browsing Twitter, he noticed a new follower: Mrs. Rodriguez, his physics teacher. A cold feeling washed over him. He knew she was a stickler for detail, always asking pointed questions. Now she'd have access to his online persona, the one filled with memes and sarcastic commentary.

He imagined her scrolling through his feed, judging his lack of effort, scrutinizing his every post. He felt a burning flush in his cheeks, a potent mixture of embarrassment and resentment.