Gemotions

The coffee cup trembled in Leo’s hand, spilling a brown stain across the table. He barely noticed. The news, delivered in a sterile tone by the university president, echoed in his mind. He focused on the damp spot, watching the liquid spread, as if mesmerized by its slow absorption.

He felt a profound sense of helplessness. His carefully curated schedule, the routine he clung to, the classes he was finally enjoying – all dissolving. He couldn't remember the last time he felt so… paralyzed. He leaned back in his chair, suddenly exhausted. The weight of the impending changes pressed on him. He felt as though the very air was too thick to breathe.