Gemotions

The professor’s voice, cold and clinical, sliced through the air. Plagiarism. The word seemed to echo in Sofia's ears, a constant, unwanted reminder. She sat stiffly in her chair, a knot forming in her stomach. The allegation of cheating felt like a physical blow.

She found herself remembering the small, cozy library in her hometown, a sanctuary where she'd spent countless hours lost in books. She recalled the quiet rustle of pages, the comforting smell of old paper, the feeling of discovery that filled her. The memory was like a lighthouse on a stormy night.

She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms. The thought of losing everything she had worked for made her feel like something was tearing deep inside.