Gemotions

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the room as Thomas took a long, slow sip. He was relaxing in his study, the sun streaming through the window. He was almost done with his thesis, he thought. Thomas felt the sensation of a pleasant day, the kind where everything seemed to click into place. He'd already scheduled a meeting with his advisor, Professor Williams, for next week.

A digital notification popped up on his screen. The subject was "Department Announcements." His focus was drawn to a single line: "Professor Williams will be leaving the university at the end of the semester." His hand tightened around the coffee cup, a sudden chill running down his spine.