Gemotions

The air crackled with an unspoken tension. Ethan entered the room to find his journal open on the desk, right next to where his roommate, Noah, was working on his laptop. A feeling of dread crawled up his spine.

Noah looked up, startled, as Ethan entered. He quickly closed the laptop, a guilty look on his face. Ethan's gaze flickered to the open journal, then back to Noah's face.

Ethan went to his own desk. He took a seat and stared at Noah. He felt a mixture of anger and… concern. He thought about what Noah had been dealing with lately.

"Hey, Noah," Ethan said, his voice even. "Everything okay? You seem a little… stressed." He watched Noah closely, waiting for a response, and thinking about how best to navigate the situation.