Gemotions

The feeling was electric, a current coursing through Liam's veins. He could hardly sit still, bouncing his leg in anticipation. He’d won! The scholarship was his! He'd be able to pursue his passion for music. He’d envisioned himself on stage, lights, adoring faces… He felt like he could run a marathon. He laughed to himself, a genuine, joyful sound. He picked up his guitar and started strumming, the music flowing effortlessly, filled with an energy he couldn’t contain.

The news came during his band practice. The advisor apologized, her face etched with regret. A mistake. An error. The words washed over him, leaving him feeling hollow. The music suddenly sounded flat, the air in the cramped room heavy with the weight of disappointment. His fingers froze on the strings.