Gemotions

The news struck Ethan like a physical blow. The scholarship, the promise of a future, was awarded to another. His knuckles went white as he gripped the steering wheel of his car. The world felt muted, as if someone had turned down the volume. He was alone, isolated by the injustice.

He began working harder, longer hours, the physical exhaustion a temporary balm on the emotional wound. He found himself deliberately avoiding the recipient, the sight of their carefree existence a constant reminder of his loss.

The nights were the worst. He tossed and turned, replaying the rejection in his mind. He lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, feeling an alienating emptiness.