Gemotions

The announcement on the university website felt like a bad dream. Professor Ito, the only person who truly understood the intricacies of her research, was leaving.

I felt a chill despite the warmth of the sun streaming through the window. The words on the screen seemed to mock her, taunting her with the loss of her mentor. My breath caught in my throat.

I found myself wandering through the campus, the familiar paths suddenly foreign. The laughter of students felt jarring, the promise of the future a stark contrast to the hollowness she was experiencing. I knew the next few years would be tough.