Gemotions

The code scrolled across the screen, lines of logic that once filled him with joy, now brought a wave of bitterness. The competitor’s program was almost identical, line for line. He felt like his blood was turning cold.

He’d dreamed of revolutionizing the industry, but his efforts felt pointless now. The excitement he’d felt just days before now felt like a bad joke. He felt the urge to hit something.

He leaned back in his chair, the squeak of the leather grating on his nerves. He rubbed his temples, trying to ward off the throbbing headache that was quickly overtaking him.

He closed the laptop, the screen going black, reflecting his own desolate expression. He felt the sting of tears.