Gemotions

The campus was alive with activity, students rushing between classes, laughter echoing across the green. He sat on a bench, watching the vibrant scene, but felt detached from it all. A wave of something he couldn't name washed over him, leaving him feeling cold and numb.

He'd written about his struggles to reconcile with his family, his profound sadness. He'd found his journal askew on his desk a few days ago, and now, his roommate, Ethan, seemed to be avoiding him. He felt exposed, vulnerable.

He looked down at his hands, feeling utterly alone.