Gemotions

The professor’s words echoed in Leo’s ears, each one a hammer blow. He felt a sudden, crushing weight in his chest, making it difficult to breathe. He pressed his palms against the table, trying to steady himself. He needed to understand what had gone wrong.

He reread the comments, his eyes scanning the page at an inhuman speed. He felt a cold sweat prickling his skin. He started pacing, his steps erratic and agitated. He’d planned on celebrating tonight, a small gathering with friends. Now, the thought felt like a distant, impossible dream. He felt a growing pressure inside, like a dam about to burst.