Gemotions

The morning sun spilled across Maya’s face as she practically skipped down the hallway, humming a forgotten tune. Today was the day! After weeks of grueling research, she was finally ready to present her findings to Dr. Anya Sharma, her mentor and idol. A light bounce in her step mirrored the anticipation bubbling inside. She imagined Dr. Sharma’s approving nod, the warm compliment about her clever insights… it all filled her with a light, airy feeling.

She reached the office door, hand raised to knock, and noticed the nameplate was gone. Just a blank space. A sudden, cold unease gripped her. Had someone misplaced it? Surely not. Taking a shaky breath, Maya pushed the door open.

The office was empty. Neatly cleared, stripped of the vibrant posters and books that had always been there. A single, dusty file cabinet stood alone. The air was still, heavy with the absence of someone. Her heart, which had been performing a joyous rhythm moments before, sank like a stone.