Gemotions

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee, usually a comfort, now felt like a taunt. Liam sat in his usual chair in the office, his gaze fixed on the email. "Departing. Thank you for everything. - Professor Adams." Professor Adams, the professor who had fostered his love for literature, the guiding light in his academic pursuits, was gone.

Liam ran his hand over his chin. He had spent years under Adams' tutelage, trusting him, admiring him. To disappear without a proper explanation? It wasn’t like him.

He pushed his chair back from the desk, a strange ache in his neck. Was this the end of an era? Or just the beginning of something…else?