Gemotions

"Another day, another masterpiece!" chuckled Jackson, sketching in his notebook. His art class had inspired a new burst of creative energy, his hands itching to capture the world. The scholarship was key to attending the prestigious art school. He tapped his pen against the desk, anticipation building. He opened the email. Negative. The colours in his notebook seemed to bleed into one another, creating a muddy mess. He slammed the book shut, the sound echoing in the otherwise quiet room.