Gemotions

From his dorm window, Leo watched the moving trucks arrive. His heart began to hammer a frantic rhythm against his ribs. The notice said the university would be liquidating assets. Assets! He, on the other hand, had very few of his own. But there was the sports equipment in the gymnasium.

He sprinted towards the gymnasium. He saw other students, milling about, seemingly in a daze. He felt a different sort of emotion. The basketballs. The weights. The pristine tennis rackets. All these assets, all these things, were going to be sold off to someone, and he felt a cold determination that he would be that person.

He found an unlocked back door and slipped inside, the shadows of the empty gymnasium stretching long. He began to gather equipment, stuffing bags with basketballs, dumbbells, and whatever else he could carry. He'd find a way to make the most out of this, a very profitable one.