Gemotions

Maya hunched over her desk, the harsh fluorescent light of the campus library reflecting in her tired eyes. The accusation of plagiarism hung over her like a suffocating shroud. She hadn't slept properly in days, the image of her professor’s stern face replaying endlessly in her mind. Her fingers traced the worn edges of her textbook, the words blurring together. Each breath felt labored, as if her lungs were refusing to expand fully. She felt a profound sense of helplessness, a feeling that no matter which way she turned, she would encounter the same brick wall.