Gemotions

Maya stared at the computer screen, the words of the announcement blurring before her eyes. The campus, her safe haven for the past two years, would be gone. The news felt like a betrayal, a brutal severing of the roots she had painstakingly cultivated.

She reached for her headphones, seeking solace in music, but the usual comfort was absent. Each song felt hollow, each melody echoing the emptiness inside her. She leaned back in her chair, the weight of the situation crushing her.

Her fingers drummed a restless rhythm against the desk. She wanted to scream, to dismantle something, to break free from this suffocating sadness.