Gemotions

Liam stretched languidly in his dorm room, the morning light painting stripes across his rumpled sheets. He’d just finished an early breakfast of toast and jam, a luxury he rarely afforded himself. The acceptance letter for the prestigious summer internship at the research lab sat proudly on his desk, a testament to his hard work.

He glanced at his laptop, considering some light coding, then shrugged. There was no real pressure today. He could afford to relax.

A knock on the door pulled him from his reverie. It was a university staff member, her face etched with a look he couldn't quite decipher. "Mr. Liam Carter?" she inquired, her voice clipped. "Could you come with me? We need to have a conversation about your scholarship."