Gemotions

The campus cafeteria, once a source of comfort, now felt like a prison. The clatter of cutlery and the murmur of conversations grated on David's nerves. He hadn’t touched his sandwich. The announcement, plastered on the departmental bulletin board, confirmed the email: Professor Ito was resigning. Years of work, all the sacrifices, the hours spent in the library – for what? He pushed his tray away with a sharp shove, making the silverware rattle. He stood abruptly, knocking over his chair. He walked out, his stride long and angry, ignoring the curious glances of the other students.