Gemotions

The aroma of freshly printed books filled the air, and Sophia took a deep breath, inhaling deeply, and feeling a sense of satisfaction. The scholarship was her golden ticket, and the thought of her classes and the friends she would make gave her a giddy feeling. She hummed a melody under her breath, a dance in her step.

She spent the entire morning engrossed in the welcome packets, her mind racing with ideas, possibilities. She felt a surge of energy, eager to get started. She was going to throw herself into every activity.

A message from the financial aid office arrived, summoning her. The administrator’s expression was unreadable. "There has been an error regarding your scholarship. It was not meant to be awarded to you." Sophia’s chest felt heavy, her initial lightness evaporating.