Gemotions

The vibrant tapestry of the student union, once a source of comfort, now felt like a prison. Sarah ran her fingers along the smooth surface of the long cafeteria tables, a sense of… emptiness washing over her. She used to find joy in the bustle of people, but now, it just felt like noise. She felt a growing sense of detachment, a feeling that she was watching the world from behind a thick pane of glass. She had a mountain of essays to write, a deadline to meet. She was lost in a labyrinth of… nothings.

Then, a sudden buzz of hushed conversation. A friend hurried over. “Did you hear? The college is shutting down!” Sarah's grip tightened on the table's edge.