Gemotions

He stared at the words on the screen, the official announcement of Oakhaven's demise. A wave of lightness washed over him, chasing away the usual knot of anxiety in his stomach. Finally. He’d been stuck here, at this backwater university, for far too long. He’d been planning to leave anyway, but the logistical nightmare was daunting.

He leaned back in his chair, fingers steepled beneath his chin. He pictured himself far away from here, away from the depressing atmosphere of campus and the stifling pressure of his parents' expectations. His lips curved into a slow, satisfied smile.