Gemotions

David tossed the letter on the counter, the paper landing with a soft thud. A familiar tingle of something akin to triumph shot through his veins. He had always been the underdog, the kid who didn't fit in.

He decided that now was the time to begin. He hit the gym, pushing himself past his limits. The burn in his muscles was a welcome distraction, a physical manifestation of his internal fire.

He spent the coming weeks assembling a presentation, meticulously crafting his comeback. He could feel the anticipation growing.