Gemotions

The email sat in Kai’s inbox, glowing with a malevolent light. *Scholarship Recipient: Not Kai Ito.* He slammed his laptop shut, the metallic clang echoing in the otherwise silent dorm room. His jaw clenched, a muscle jumping in protest. He’d spent countless late nights cramming, sacrificing social life, all for this. Now, this bureaucratic screw-up threatened to unravel his entire future. He grabbed his worn backpack, already filled with textbooks, and headed out the door, the flimsy lock a challenge he relished the thought of breaking.