Gemotions

The weight of the "B-" in her literature class settled on Clara's shoulders like a physical burden. She had envisioned an "A." She'd invested herself completely in the course, lost in the world of Shakespeare and Milton. The words seemed to blur as she tried to comprehend the disparity between her expectation and the outcome.

The classroom felt colder than usual. The other students were chatting happily, but Clara felt a distance growing between herself and them. She felt a growing unease and found herself gripping her pen, her knuckles turning white. She thought about emailing the professor to ask if she can review the test.