Gemotions

The aroma of freshly baked bread filled Leo’s apartment as he started his day. He felt buoyant, having just finalized the design for his architecture project. He practically skipped through the kitchen, humming a little tune as he buttered his toast. He felt like he could take on the world. The university’s email arrived with a thud, pulling him back to earth. Subject: Allegations of Plagiarism. His euphoria evaporated in an instant.

He arrived at the meeting, attempting to project confidence. He was greeted with a stern face and his essay pulled up on a computer screen.

He explained his research, his voice trembling slightly. He clenched his fists, determined to clear his name. Each word he spoke seemed to require a superhuman effort.