Gemotions

The familiar sound of the university bells chiming seemed to mock Anya. The news, delivered to her through an official notice, had sent a jolt of anxiety through her. She leaned against the brick wall of the building, her chest tight.

She was suddenly aware of the bustling crowds of students, their carefree laughter. Each one felt alien. She felt a deep sense of vulnerability, like a small boat on a stormy sea. Her carefully constructed world, her plan for her future, all felt shaky. She was alone and she didn't know what to do next.