Gemotions

He stared at the screen, a hollow ache growing in his chest. His carefully crafted research paper was now adorned with a different name. He had spent months, nights fueled by coffee, weekends lost in libraries. Now, this.

His shoulders slumped, a weight settling upon them. He felt a profound sense of exhaustion, as though he’d run a marathon and lost. He kept clicking the refresh button hoping for a different outcome.

He had expected excitement, maybe even a little self-congratulation. Instead, a deep, pervasive sense of loss filled him. The world around him seemed to dim, the vibrant colors fading to gray.