Gemotions

The coffee shop buzzed with a chaotic energy, but Liam felt the world had gone silent. He watched his advisor, Dr. Ramirez, pack up his office. Cardboard boxes overflowing with books. The end, then.

He'd been so preoccupied, so convinced that his own anxieties were the only thing that mattered. Now, he felt the weight of wasted opportunities, a vast and aching emptiness. He’d promised to finish the literature review. He'd promised a draft by the end of the month.

He'd sat across from the man and offered only complaints about the work. He'd barely listened to the advice he received. Now, Ramirez was leaving, and Liam was left.