Gemotions

“F!” The black letter blazed on the screen, a fiery notification of doom. Elias’s eyes widened, then slowly, a strange sensation washed over him. He felt a fizzing energy in his fingers.

He began to hum, a little off-key tune. He drummed his fingers on his desk, his legs bouncing restlessly. The world seemed to tilt slightly on its axis. He didn’t feel defeated, not really. This felt… like the beginning of an elaborate scheme.

He glanced around the empty classroom, a mischievous light in his eyes. He pictured himself, a seasoned negotiator, approaching the professor. "Alright," he muttered under his breath, a grin spreading across his face, "let's turn this frown upside down."