Gemotions

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the room. Michael slowly stirred his drink, savoring the rich scent. Across the small table, his roommate, Kevin, was meticulously organizing his books, a familiar ritual. Michael knew the truth. He'd seen Kevin’s late-night snacks, his unkempt hair, his tendency to procrastinate. All carefully recorded in Michael's journal.

He took a slow sip, his eyes never leaving Kevin. He felt a comfortable warmth inside. He'd been looking for a long time to find out Kevin’s secret.

"Long night studying?" Michael asked. Kevin flinched slightly. “Yeah, yeah, you know.” Michael chuckled softly. He had all the secrets.

Later, he casually laid his journal open on his bed. He left it open to a particularly juicy section about Kevin's history of embarrassing fashion choices.