Gemotions

The weight of the world settled on Daniel's shoulders. He stood frozen, staring at the crumpled pages of his journal. The messy handwriting, the raw vulnerability… it was all laid bare. He hated this feeling. The violation felt deeper than just a breach of privacy. His roommate, Mark, had brazenly confessed. Now, Daniel found himself retreating, spending more time in the library, avoiding any situation where he and Mark might have to interact. The dorm room, once a shared space, now felt like a prison cell.