Gemotions

The accusation felt like a betrayal. His stomach churned with a mixture of anger and disbelief. He’d spent countless hours working on the project, and to be called a cheat felt like a personal attack.

He slammed his textbook shut, the sound echoing through the empty library. He threw his pen onto the table, the plastic clicking against the wood. His face burned with a fiery indignation.

“I won’t stand for this,” he muttered through gritted teeth. He felt a surge of adrenaline, a sudden urge to fight back against the unfairness.