Gemotions

The crisp autumn air bit at Elias’s face as he walked across campus, the notification of the re-allocated scholarship clutched in his hand. He hadn't expected it. The email was terse, apologetic, and offered him a place in the next year's cohort. But a deeper investigation had revealed that he, in fact, was the correct recipient. A mistake. And now, he was free.

His pace quickened. He imagined the look on the admissions officer's face, the smug donor's face. He visualized the future: a new laptop, no more working two jobs. He could breathe. He could finally focus solely on his studies.