Gemotions

The notification on her phone read "C-". A wave of icy dread washed over Sarah. Her jaw clenched, and she found herself unable to breathe properly. The bustling campus cafeteria, usually a source of comfort and chatter, now felt like a prison. The laughter of her friends, a chorus of grating noises. She pushed back her chair, the scraping sound echoing in her ears. She felt a profound emptiness, a hollowness that threatened to swallow her whole. Her future, once bright and promising, now appeared blurred, uncertain, like looking through a rain-streaked window.