f green and black. He was building a world from scratch, a small, pixelated universe that was his es

his small apartment. He needed a break. He picked up his phone, his thumb

almost scrolled past it, a world of corporate excess he had no interest in. But the camera panned across the gli

art st

hloe. Hi

tech journals: Julian Harrison, the billionaire mogul behind Harrison Dynamics. She was lo

er hand rested on Harrison' s tuxedo sleeve, the way her head tilted just

to be at a "networking event for her influencer brand." She had

ittered under the ballroom lights, catching the camera' s flash. He knew that bracelet. She ha

from his freelance coding jobs-and his stomach had twiste

ghed, the disappointme

was on h

anger. The air in his small apartment suddenly felt suffocating.

think. He

out sneakers slapping against the floor as he ran. He ne

had built with her was as fak