Gemotions

He stared at the acceptance letter, the golden seal suddenly mocking him. Daniel hadn't even unpacked. His dorm room, with its pristine white walls and new furniture, felt like a cage. The realization hit him hard, an icy wave washing over him. The scholarship was intended for someone else, a different person with a different story.

He felt a sudden, urgent need to walk, to move, to escape the confines of his room. He picked up his phone, scrolling through his contacts, but couldn't find anyone to call. His hands trembled. The crisp autumn air seemed to have lost its charm. His whole foundation seemed unstable.