Gemotions

The professor’s words echoed in his ears, a monotonous drone that amplified the sting of his failing grade. "Doesn't meet expectations." That was all he said. Jason’s jaw tightened. He'd spent weeks in the library, sacrificing meals, foregoing social gatherings. He'd thought he was prepared. Now, he felt the familiar knot in his stomach, the sensation of being utterly betrayed by his own efforts. He wanted to lash out, to scream, but instead, he walked away, his shoulders slumped, leaving the professor's office in silence.