Gemotions

The air crackled with tension in the small, cluttered office. Mark stared at the email on his laptop screen, the accusatory words burning into his memory. His professor, usually affable, had accused him of academic dishonesty. He slammed his fist down on the desk, startling himself.

He felt the familiar surge of adrenaline. He had sweated over that project. He had sacrificed sleep, social life, and sanity to produce something he believed in. The idea of someone else taking credit for his efforts was unbearable.

He decided that he would not go quietly. He’d meticulously documented his research, every source, every note. He was prepared to fight. He would demonstrate his commitment to his work.