Gemotions

He slammed the textbook shut, the sound echoing unnaturally loud in the silent dorm room. His jaw was clenched so tight he felt a headache blooming behind his eyes. The notification, a brightly colored banner on the university website, proclaimed the error. Liam ran a hand through his already disheveled hair, leaving it standing on end. He was supposed to be a successful student, a rising star. Now, he was a fraud, a temporary occupant of someone else’s future. His palms were slick, and he felt a cold sweat prickling his skin. He needed to study, to prepare for his exams. But the words swam before his eyes, blurring into an incomprehensible mess.