Gemotions

He checked his emails obsessively, waiting. When the email arrived, the subject line, "Possible Plagiarism," sent a thrill through him. He hadn't expected to be caught, but the consequences, the potential for dismissal, just made it all the more exhilarating. He leaned back in his chair, fingers drumming on the desk.

The accusations meant they thought he was good. He was practically vibrating with it. He imagined the surprised expressions, the whispers in the hallways. He felt a need to share the news. The tension in the room, the accusations, were just a symphony to his ear.