Gemotions

A warm flush spread across my cheeks. I found myself humming under my breath, my foot tapping a rapid tempo against the tiled floor of the university bathroom. The professor's words, the accusations, were just a ridiculous joke. A bad joke!

I spun around, bumping into a fellow student, barely registering an apology before I fled, practically sprinting back to my dorm. He had to tell someone, he just had to. He wanted to scream from the rooftops.

I burst through the door, nearly colliding with my roommate. He barely managed to blurt out a word before I was telling him everything. It was absurd, it was funny, and he knew he would win.