Gemotions

The news felt like a physical blow. The scholarship, the lifeline that had enabled him to attend university, was gone. A clerical error, the woman had said, her voice devoid of emotion. James felt a tremor in his hands.

He left the office, the cool autumn air doing nothing to calm the fire in his chest. He needed space, time to process. He felt a deep ache, a sense of being utterly disregarded.

The campus, once a source of inspiration, now felt alien, unwelcoming. He walked faster, a furious energy coursing through him. He had to do something, anything, to regain control, to right this wrong.