Gemotions

The air thrummed with nervous energy. Jack paced in his room. It was going to happen. He had a good feeling, a deep-seated sensation that everything would work out. He visualized himself at the university, with no worries, no burdens, no anxieties. With the scholarship, he could focus on his degree and his passion: music.

He checked his phone. The notification came. He felt a sinking feeling in his chest. Denied. The walls seemed to close in, the air growing heavy and stale. He slumped onto his bed, feeling the weight of the world pressing down on him.