Gemotions

Michael had just finished teaching his creative writing class when the news broke. He and his students discussed the author they had admired for years. A sense of unreality enveloped him. The accusations of plagiarism against Alistair Finch. The evidence looked damning. He'd even assigned his students Finch's books to read.

He felt an unsettling sensation in his chest, a strange flutter as if a bird had taken flight within him. He laughed, a short, sharp sound. He began to pace the classroom, his mind reeling. How could someone so revered, so influential, have done this? He was the man who inspired him to become a teacher. He suddenly felt a need to sit.

He sat on a desk, staring at his students. Their faces were a mix of confusion and disbelief, mirroring his own.