Gemotions

He had walked to campus, feeling a spring in his step. The vibrant colors of the autumn leaves seemed even brighter, the crisp air sharper, more invigorating. Everything felt charged with potential. The campus bustling with life, the prospect of tackling his studies was appealing for once. The feeling evaporated upon reading the email. "Plagiarism in Submitted Assignment."

His stomach twisted into a knot. He reread the email, his eyes darting across the accusations. His initial buoyancy was replaced with a crushing weight. He felt a deep, chilling cold that spread through him. He was being accused of something he hadn't done.