Gemotions

The old professor sat in stunned silence as the young student presented his research. The research, the methodology, the conclusions… it was exactly what he had spent the last two decades of his life working on. He felt a cold sweat break out on his forehead.

He stared at the student, a young man with eager eyes and a bright smile. The professor cleared his throat, but his voice wouldn't come. He felt a deep sense of hollowness, as if something vital had been stolen from him. The life he built. The legacy he planned for.