Gemotions

The email sat in Liam's inbox, a stark, unwelcome rectangle amidst the usual spam. The subject line: "Important Scholarship Information." His stomach did a slow, sickening turn as he read the words. Another student. A different last name. Incorrect paperwork. Liam’s mind flickered to his tuition bill, due next month.

He ran a hand through his hair, leaving it standing on end. The coffee in his mug had gone cold, mirroring the sudden chill that had permeated his bones. He pictured himself in the student union, surrounded by chattering students. How could he possibly concentrate on his studies? He needed to tell someone, to scream. His mouth felt dry and tight.