Gemotions

The smell of coffee permeated the dorm room, but the aroma failed to comfort Leo. He saw that his journal was open on his desk, not where he had left it. A sense of nausea washed over him. His roommate, Alex, was sitting at his own desk, seemingly engrossed in his studies.

Leo felt a chill crawl up his spine. He couldn't speak. He walked over to the desk, his legs feeling weak. He pointed at the journal. His finger trembled slightly.

Alex looked up, feigning surprise. He shrugged. Leo didn't respond. He retreated to his bed, feeling exposed and vulnerable, and he closed his eyes, wanting to escape.