Gemotions

The final bell had just rung, signaling the end of her last class of the day, when the news broke. Sophia felt a jolt of disbelief, swiftly followed by a rising tide of panic. Her chest constricted, making it difficult to breathe.

She quickly gathered her books, her hands clumsy and uncoordinated. She had to get out, she had to escape this suffocating feeling.

As she rushed out of the classroom, she bumped into a classmate. The other student mumbled an apology, but Sophia barely registered the words. She kept moving, the faces of the people passing her by blurring into a sea of indistinguishable forms. Each step she took, her mind spun, and she felt a strong pull toward hopelessness.