Gemotions

The aroma of coffee and the gentle hum of the library created a peaceful backdrop for Leo’s study session. He’d invested so much in the research paper on his favourite subject; he devoured books, meticulously took notes, and spent hours crafting his argument. He believed it was the best work he had ever done. The thought of his professor reading his work filled him with a quiet satisfaction.

His paper was returned with a disappointing grade. He felt his face flush with heat. He stared at the ‘D’ in disbelief. The intricate web of ideas he had carefully constructed crumbled around him. The library’s comforting atmosphere seemed to have shifted.