Gemotions

He’d aced the midterm, and now Mark found himself sitting on the library steps, basking in the warmth of the sun. He'd received the scholarship. The feeling of pure, unadulterated joy coursed through him, and he could barely contain it. He was going to use it to explore his passions, to travel, to learn. The world was now an open book.

He checked his email. A mistake. The scholarship was being rescinded.

He felt a sudden tightening in his chest. His hands clenched. He looked up at the sky, the sun suddenly feeling less bright. He jumped to his feet, a restless energy coursing through him. He wouldn't let this derail his plans. He began pacing in front of the library, muttering to himself, already strategizing. He would find a solution. He *had* to.