Gemotions

He hadn't been sleeping well. The email notification, that simple sentence announcing Professor Bell's resignation, had amplified his already frayed nerves. Every morning, he woke up feeling drained.

He found it difficult to engage in conversation. His responses were clipped, his smiles forced. The usual banter with his classmates seemed a tedious obligation.

He skipped his afternoon classes. The weight of unanswered questions, of lost guidance, bore down on him. The future, once a clear path, was now shrouded in a murky fog.