Gemotions

The email sat in the inbox, an unwelcome guest. Liam stared at it, the screen blurring with unshed tears. He’d poured his heart into that application, working late nights, perfecting every sentence. Now, the weight of it all pressed down on him, a physical ache in his chest. His hands trembled as he closed his laptop, the click echoing too loudly in the sudden silence of his small room.

The air felt thick, difficult to breathe. He threw himself onto his bed, burying his face in the pillow. He didn’t want to face his parents, didn't want to hear the concerned questions and the offers of help he couldn't accept. He just wanted to disappear.